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dumbkiri · 3 months

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hi!! how are you? i hope you are having a lovely day and staying hydrated.

i just would like to request a tobio x fem!reader where reader is the younger sister of oikawa and because of the "bad blood" between the two, she gets tired and lectures them about how they should stop their petty fight and, at least, be civilized with each other. (though oikawa is mainly the petty one 😂)

it's a bit messy, so it's okay if you don't decide it or completely change the plot.

btw, i absolutely love your fics!!! and i definitely am a fan of yours!!!

𝐁𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐬

ᴋᴀɢᴇʏᴀᴍᴀ ᴛᴏʙɪᴏ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

The Karasuno Boys volleyball team were excited to be invited to the Karasuno’s Girls volleyball tournament. The tournament was called ‘Spring Days’, it was showcasing the popular teams of Japan and they couldn't wait to see all the cute girls there.

Then they were all smacked in the face when Kageyama offhandedly said that he wouldn’t be there to support the Karasuno girls.

“What do you mean you’re not going to support them! They always support us!” Hinata shouted at his grumpy teammate. The orange haired male was currently shaking the life out of Kageyama.

Then Kageyama scowled and began wrestling Hinata as he said, “Because I would be betraying someone important to me. She plays for Shiratorizawa.”

“Eh?” Hinata stopped shaking Kageyama and just stared at him blankly while being held in a chokehold by said male. Then he whispered so the rest of the boys practicing wouldn’t hear them, “Someone important? Like a girlfriend?”

“Is that a problem?” Kageyama casually asked, pushing Hinata away. He picked up his drink and started gulping down the water in his plastic bottle. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and shrugged his shoulders, “It’s a good thing I get a free ride there, but don’t expect me to cheer for our school.”

“We are there to support our team, Kageyama,” Sawamura crossed his arms over his chest and glared down at the young teen with his dad stare, “And if I don’t hear you cheer for them, you will not set for two games- no three games.”

Kageyama deflated and looked off to the side in thought. You would understand the punishment he was getting and would want him to do what’s best for him. But your attitude was going to be different during the game. “Fine, but if our school faces Shiratorizawa, you’re gonna wish I cheered for her instead.”

The boys watched as the volleyball nerd went over to the net getting ready to practice some sets. They had no idea what he meant by that and left to join him for practice.

…..

Saturday came quicker than the boys anticipated, nonetheless they sported the Karasuno jackets and walked into the large stadium with giant smiles on their faces. They all loved the feeling they got walking up to the court, so sometimes it was weird for them to be watching and being the supporting students.

Kageyama was glued to his phone, messaging his girlfriend non-stop. Hinata would definitely peek over Kageyama’s shoulder, but he would always be pushed away with a hand in front of his face. The boys were seated in the first row and had an amazing view of the court.

Kageyama was doing perfectly fine until he heard his rival speaking from afar. “Ah, the poor little trashy crows have to play against my amazing little sister. I can only imagine how giant the point difference is going to be.”

Kageyama looked to his left to see two empty seats. That was until that annoying voice still praising his sister got closer. His dark blue eyes looked up to see brown ones glaring at him. Then another male popped up from behind the curly brown haired person.

“Ah, Kageyama, you’re here to support [Name] as well?” Iwaizumi asked, walking in front of Oikawa and greeting the stumped black haired male.

Kageyama bowed his head then said, “No, I’m not allowed to cheer for her or else I won’t be a setter for three games.”

Iwaizumi sat down next to him and chuckled, “I get it and I’m sure she would as well. Did you tell her?” The older teen got comfortable and looked at his old teammate.

“I’m afraid she’s going to give the Karasuno girls a hard time if I did,” Kageyama admitted with his eyes directed hard at the ground.

A loud laugh caught their attention and Oikawa leaned back into his seat with a smug smile on his face. “[Name] is so going to crush your trashy team solo! If I were you, I would tell your other halves to forfeit now.”

Iwaizumi elbowed Oikawa’s rib cage causing the male to lurch forward with a holler. Before Kageyama could agree with his rival, his loud teammates came into the picture with heated glares, “What makes your snotty sister so special, huh?” Tanaka shouted while Nishinoya stood behind him with a fist in the air, “Ten bucks, our team does the crushing instead!”

“Deal!” Oikawa shouted back with one hand holding his side while Iwaizumi shook his head from the lack of awareness these idiots had. The usually grumpy male leaned over to Kageyama and whispered, “You do know that your team is going to make trashykawa super rich after this game?”

Kageyama crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled back, “I tried to warn them.”

“Welcome all to the Spring Days tournament where talented ladies from all over Japan showcase their volleyball skills.”

The female announcer excitedly proclaimed in her microphone. The males couldn’t focus on what she was saying because a new group arrived behind them and this group wasn’t going to go unnoticed.

“Oh my, is that Oikawa Tooru? The big brother of our baby eagle, [Name]?”

Kageyama peeked a glance at his rival and saw the instant disgust on the male’s face which caused a bit of happiness to appear on his own face. Kageyama thought this was a perfect karma moment for the smug male.

“You do well to address my little sister by her last name. Just because she trains with that guy, doesn’t mean you cannot show her or myself some respect!” Oikawa pointed at a very tall third year student.

Ushijima looked down at Oikawa with his eyes and stated, “Your sister likes the nickname the team gave her and she has all our respect because of her skills. At least she took my advice to join the girls team at Shiratorizawa unlike you. She’s being nurtured if that’s what you care about.”

“Don’t word it like that, it makes you sound like a pervert! Also that’s because I don’t want to be your teammate! You’re the one that brainwashed my poor sister! I should have persuaded her to spend her time elsewhere!”

“What, like Karasuno?” Tendou snidely said with a snicker.

Kageyama could feel the tension from his captain and vice captain as Daichi spoke up with a fake smile on his face. The third year Karasuno male turned around and asked Tendou with that cheap smile, “Something wrong with Karasuno?”

Tendou hummed and shrugged his shoulders, “Ehh~ You don’t really see people with skill choose Karasuno unless they’re rejects,” He looked at the back of Kageyama’s head, “Or useless dreamers.” He stared at the rest owlishly.

“That’s enough out of your mouth,” Semi joined in and told everyone to focus on the game which is about to start. Everyone had their feathers ruffled up in some way and it was because of their snide remarks to one another.

“For our first game, we have Karasuno vs Shiratorizawa! Please welcome them to the court!”

Kageyama pulled out his backpack from under his chair and everyone looked at him suspiciously. He didn’t pay attention to their questioning glares as his eyes were on a girl who looked around the arena for him. Of course, your knees were not covered by your usual white and purple knee pads.

It only took another minute for you to find him and you ran over to the stands with a giant grin on your face.

“Tobio, thank you so much for bringing them! I forgot I left them at your place!” You huffed out and sat down in front of his backpack digging in it without any permission. You found your knee pads and took them out with a sigh of relief. “You just saved me from running ten laps back home.”

“It’s no problem at all,” Kageyama responded with a gentle smile on his face as he admired your look. The rest of his teammates were baffled by the look of his face and how pretty you were. You seemed kind, way kinder than your older brother.

You slipped your knee pads over your shoes and comfortably on your knees. You looked up at Tobio and blushed at the soft look he was giving you, but you could tell he wanted to tell you something. “Is something wrong, Tobio?”

“Yes!” Your brother shouted standing up from the bleachers, “He’s not going to cheer for you! But don’t worry, you have me!”

“And us!” Tendou shouted from a row behind. You laughed and pushed yourself up from the floor. You weren’t going to tell them that you didn’t notice them because of your attention to your boyfriend.

“Is there a reason why you’re not going to cheer for me, Tobio?” You asked with a pout on your face and he stood up immediately to comfort you. You loved this about him, he was pretty shy, but he made sure to keep you happy.

He looked at his team then to you and explained, “They didn’t believe me when I said that my girlfriend plays for Shiratorizawa and said that if I didn’t cheer for the Karasuno girls then I wouldn’t set for three games.”

You laughed and gave Kageyama a quick hug pushing him gently back onto his seat, “Eh, don’t worry Tobio. I was just teasing you. I know I will always have your support! Anyways, what’s the bet?”

“You know about the bet?” Hinata questioned bewildered by your psychic abilities and you scoffed with a smirk on your face as you gestured over to your older brother, “Please, if my brother doesn’t force someone to bet on my skills then he’s not my Tooru.”

“We bet ten dollars,” Oikawa said and leaned back while Iwaizumi shook his head in exaggeration.

Then you rolled your eyes and fixed your knee pads a bit while saying, “I would have gone higher, older brother. But that’s okay, I hope to see you all in the finals.” You winked at Kageyama and shouted over your shoulder as you walked away, “I better not hear the both of you talking smack to one another. It throws me off my game!”

Oikawa sat back in his spot and glared at Kageyama, “Why were her knee pads at your place?”

Kageyama shrugged his shoulders and zipped up his bag. The words from you not even seconds ago being forgotten because of a cruel idea in his head. He was tired of Oikawa and this was for sure going to get him riled up.

Kageyama turned his head and smirked at Oikawa, “Maybe because she spends most of her time on her knees.”

“I dare you to say that again!” Oikawa shouted while being held back by Iwaizumi who had to hide his blush from his former teammate. He wasn't expecting Kageyama to be that bold!

“I meant what I said!” You shouted, giving a glare at your rambunctious brother.

..........

Thank you for your support and I hope this was a fun read for you because I had fun writing it!!

#x reader #anime imagine #manga imagine #x female reader #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu #kageyama tobio #kageyama tobio x female reader #kageyama imagine #tobio x reader

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i-need-entertainment · 2 years

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hihi, headcanons about haikyuu boys meeting your family please. Include any characters you want, I only ask for Kunimi to be involved :))

QUIII hello. I hope this lives up to your expectations😌💕I went with meeting the WHOLE family, I hope that's okay!

Haikyuu!! Boys Meeting Your Family

Characters: Washio, Akaashi, Kunimi, Iwaizumi, Hoshiumi, Komori, Numai and Suna

Warnings: Second hand embarrassment (honestly it could've been worse), dads trying (some succeeding, some failing) to be intimidating, use of father/mother, siblings, aunt/uncle, grandparents & cousins.

Washio Tatsuki:

Honestly- you’re like 98% sure you’re family is more scared of him than he is of them LOL

Your dad opens up the door, expecting to scare off the ‘punk’ his daughter dragged home and is instead met with the most intimidating stare he’s ever had to lock eyes with.

You really almost lost your composure as you saw your dad’s eyes widen before he cleared his throat and introduced himself, your boyfriend politely introducing himself and shaking your father’s hand.

You watched as one by one your family members all reacted to your tall, stoic and intimidating boyfriend.

You started to get worried they really would be too intimidated by him to be normal until-

Your little cousin tugged on Washio’s pant leg, and you saw the short flash of panic in his gaze.

Washio wasn’t scared of kids, actually he loved them.

…he just didn’t have the best track record with them liking him.

“...up..” your cousin was only 2, so in his fearless little brain he just sees someone tall and thinks ‘fun’.

Your family watches with mixed reactions, waiting to see how he’d react.

He looked over to you, and when you nodded that it was okay, he bent down and gently picked the child up, cracking a small smile when your cousin giggled.

You’re sure you saw hearts in your aunts eyes- too bad auntie, he’s yours >:)

If that didn’t win him over, then his offer to wash dishes after dinner did them in.

Safe to say, your boyfriend has become a treasured member of the family and if you two break up…they may never forgive you.

Akaashi Keiji:

He is stressed.

What if they don’t like what he wears? What if they think he’s too quiet? What if he tries to talk more to be less quiet but he says stupid things? What if-

“Keiji, baby, you’re spiraling again…aren't you?”

Akaashi is a great guy, you know it, fukurodani knows it, and you know your family is going to love him.

You just wish he could know how great he is too- maybe he wouldn’t be fiddling with his hands and borderline pacing outside of your front door.

He tenses up when your father pats his back and ushers him inside, but he gets himself together enough to properly introduce himself.

You hide your laugh as your dad sneaks an impressed glance your way, “covertly” giving you a thumbs up as he takes him to meet the family.

Back off dad- you saw him first✋🙄

Just as expected, everyone is absolutely enthralled with your boyfriend. He’s smart, handsome, humble AND athletic-

He blows everyone's socks off when he gives intelligent and sensical input during one of the conversations during dinner.

Where did you find this guy- harvard?!

They don’t even try to hide how impressed they are, giving you a wonderful view of the pinkness of Akaashi’s ears and the little throat clear he does before returning to his meal.

You are gonna have to establish your dominance in your family since several people have stated “if you two break up- we’re keeping him, you can go.”

Kunimi Akira:

“Are you ready to meet them?” “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

He seemed cool as a cucumber, like the thought of meeting your whole family didn’t terrify him just a little.

You knew better though, he had been stressing about it since you had asked him.

The initial meetings go over well enough, he gives short answers but doesn't outwardly appear annoyed or smug towards them.

More so he just has on his usual face of complete and total indifference.

One of your relatives says something minorly offensive? Doesn't phase him one bit.

One of your little cousins runs head first into his leg? No reaction.

Your family begins to wonder if he's capable of such feelings at all.

And then you bring up the time you watched kindaichi whack his head on a door frame and it happens-

As bright as day for the whole table to see a smile broke out on his face as he shook his head, muttering a 'that idiot'.

He was a tough nut to crack but you knew that with time, he was gonna fit in just fine.

Now to make sure they don't ever discover how lazy he is…

Iwaizumi Hajime:

Is there a better guy to bring home? You're really not sure there is.

He's respectful, returns your fathers handshake with an equal (if not greater) amount of force, has good conversation with your aunts and grandma, and gets on great with your siblings.

You can tell your dad is trying not to like him- it's obvious with the scowl he has on and the twitch his eyebrow does every time iwaizumi says something he can't refute.

You know it's over when your boyfriend brings up sports- something your father is quite the fan of. It's really over when they find out they like the same team.

Safe to say he manages to win over your entire family within 30 minutes, and when he’s gearing up to leave has like 3 different people inviting him to the next event.

After the meeting you are constantly being bugged about him- when is he coming over next? Is Hajime going to be there? When are you two going to get married?

Actually you’re starting to wonder if they like him more than you…

Scratch that, you know the answer- but admitting it would boost your boyfriend’s ego, so better not.

Hoshiumi Korai:

By law he's a menace to society- now is no different.

It all seems to go well at first; he's surprisingly humble when introducing himself (he only mentioned volleyball like twice), he doesn't say anything super offensive and he seems to be behaving himself.

And then it happens..the inevitable mention of his height- or rather lack thereof.

Your aunt and uncle show up a little late- understandably so since they're kids were still little.

Their oldest child is 7, which means he's old enough to converse but not quite old enough to know that some thoughts should stay just that- a thought.

You really thought this would go over without incident- it had been 30 minutes and he hadn't done anything questionable!

Then your cousin walked right up to him, cocked his head to the side and said those dreadful words-

"Aren't you short for a volleyball player? I thought they had to be tall."

You could've sworn you watched a VEIN pop on his forehead, and before you could react you heard it, the "HUUUHHHH?!?!"

He began his rant- only to have it muffled when you slapped your hand over his mouth, calmly asking your cousin not to mention his…stature.

Komori Motoya:

Is it possible for someone NOT to like him? You weren't sure, and you hoped tonight wouldn't be the night you got proved wrong.

You couldn't tell if he was genuinely excited or trying to cope with his nervousness- but he seemed legitimately happy to be meeting them.

Your fathers intimidation tactics? No effect

The overwhelming amount of interactions from your mom, grandma and aunts? He happily engages in conversation(s).

Jumpy little energetic cousins? Plays with them and becomes their new favorite person.

If someone in your family didn't like him they sure were good at hiding it cause by the end of the night your dad is laughing at his jokes, your mom is cooing over his endearing stories of you, and when he leaves literally everyone is begging you never to break up with him.

If he ever misses a family gathering in the future you are immediately hounded with "where is he?!" Like you're not standing right there smh🙄

Numai Kazuma:

He's a nervous wreck- his words not mine.

"H-hi, sir! I'm Numai Kazuma!" You watched as the hand he stuck out for a handshake shook just a teeny tiny bit.

Your dad nodded, introduced himself and shook your boyfriend's hand- a little harder than necessary might I add.

Your dad clapped him on the back and invited him inside.

You had warned numai before hand that your dad can be…a little too protective. You know he had good intentions- he wants you to be safe and happy!

But he can be a bit much, and now was no exception.

Your dad lead him into the living room where all the men in the family were waiting.

You watched as his face blanched, quickly turning to you for immediate assistance.

Knowing not even you could stop this interrogation from happening, you just shrugged and let him know you'd be right back, quickly exiting to build your "save my boyfriend" squad.

Once your cool aunt, siblings and grandmother had gathered, you all dragged Numai into the kitchen where they all began to absolutely rave about your "handsome strong young man!" Of a boyfriend.

So yeah- after being scared straight by your father, he gains a fanclub that will never stop asking you questions about him.

Suna Rintaro:

I don't know if trainwreck is the right word…but it certainly comes close.

Its not like he did anything bad per se, for the majority of the evening he was being his normal stoic quiet self.

All in all he was behaving himself- or he did for most of the evening anyway.

Although he comes across as the 'super respectful and stand up guy' at his core suna is still a lord of chaos- intent on witnessing the twins' mischief and dedicated to getting anything and everything on film.

So who was he to not laugh when your toddler cousin happened to trip on air and face plant?!

To make it slightly better…he wasn't the only one who laughed, your family just didn't expect your quiet reclusive boyfriend to bust out laughing when your cousin tripped.

By the end of the night at least 90% of your family is ready to adopt him as one; your grandparents, aunts/uncles, cousins and your mom/siblings all love him.

Your dad? He's not so sure…

#washio x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #akaashi x reader #kunimi x reader #iwaizumi x reader #hoshiumi x reader #komori x reader #numai x reader #suna x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #fukurodani #inarizaki #itatchiyama #kamomedai #nohebi #aoba johsai

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scarfwrites · 10 months

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Hihiii firstly I just wanna say that I love your writing i like how immersing it can get sometimes and just how it hits the feel idk how to explain it other than that so uh... right I just wanna ask if you could write iwaizumi x reader where the reader has this overprotective friend or sibling (idk you choose) and the overprotective friend/sibling just trys break up iwaizumi and the reader at the start but in the end they just end up supporting them basically overprotective friend/sibling with a twist ig? Maybe angsty at the start? I would love to see if you could do this ❤️ and even if you cant its ok and again love your writing I personally liked "Sunshine on Valentines Day" and also hated it cus it made me feel lonely after 😭 (not trying to guilt trip you or anything just really love your work!)

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A Promise to Keep

❅Genre : Fluff, Crack, Comfort, Angst

❅Pairings: Iwaizumi x Reader

❅Warnings: Vulgar language, mentions of cheating, mentions of toxic relationship (NOT WITH IWAIZUMI)

❅ Summary : You were worried that your parents would disapprove of your new boyfriend Iwaizumi. You should’ve worried about someone else though

❅A/N : Sorry if it was late! I was working on some other fics. Thank you so much for those kind words! I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart💙💙💙. I do my best making sure my readers feel immersed into the writing 😊😊😊. Ngl this idea popped into my to write list and I enjoyed finally making it though it was pretty challenging. Thank you again for enjoying my writing. It makes me really happy! I used the term nee-chan which is used for girls (since i couldn’t remember if there’s a neutral term for older sibling in japanese) however y/n is gender neutral

“Nervous?” You asked looking at Iwaizumi

“Yeah, but you look more nervous than I am” Iwaizumi chuckled emphasising that your hand gripping his hand firmly

Today was the day Iwaizumi would finally meet your family. Aside from the normal nervousness one would have of what their parents would think of your parents, your last relationship was pretty bad to say the least so you expect your parents to be more “cautious” this time around.

“Oh! Sorry!” You relax your grip on his hand “I mean you already know the reason why I’d be worried” You spoke softly as you look down

“Don’t worry I’ll make a great impression on them” he gives you a soft yet reassuring smile

“I know you will” you smile back gratefully “I’m sure they’ll love you! You’ve all the qualities of a great boyfriend!” You tried encouraging yourself making Iwaizumi chuckle

“We’ll get through this together okay?” Iwaizumi held your hand more firmly as you gave him a nod

You took a breath before you rang the doorbell. You hear your younger brother informing your parents that someone was here. After a few moments you hear the door lock open as the wave of nervousness comes back crashing in. The door opens and you see your mother.

“Oh it’s just you Y/N!” Your mom gives you a big hug as you did the same before letting go

“I’d like you and dad to meet someone” you said with nervousness as Iwaizumi waves

“Oh! Y/N you should’ve told me you were bringing someone home!” Your mother lightly scolds “Come in!” She opens the door as you both walk in

“Nee-chan!” Your younger brother tackles you as you pull him up “Gasp! Is this who i think it is?” your brother looks at you with a knowing smile

“Mhmm” you nod as his face widens in excitement

“Hi!” Your brother wiggles his way out of your grasp and runs towards Iwaizumi as he holds him in his arms “You’re nee-chan’s boyfriend right?” your brother whispered his question whilst Iwaizumi lifts him off the ground

“Has she told you about me?” Iwaizumi smiled at the young boy as he responds with an excited nod making your boyfriend chuckle

“I’m on your side” he whispered on Iwaizumi’s ear “If you make my nee-chan happy then I’m happy” He gave your boyfriend the brightest smile making his heart swell at your brother’s adorableness

“Thanks little buddy” Iwaizumi smiled back to your younger brother the pet name making him smile even more

“I really like him!” Your brother looks to you as you smile at him

“Everyone! Dinner’s ready!” Your mother calls out

Iwaizumi puts your brother down and as he gets down he dashes towards the living room.

“ Well I’ve got one” Iwaizumi chuckled as he looked at you

“Well he’s known from the start and it isn’t that hard to convince him” you chuckled back as the both of you walk to the dining room

After a while everyone gathers to the dining room and takes a seat

“You’re lucky we had just enough dinner for everyone” here your mother chuckled “You should’ve told me that you were bringing someone along! I would’ve loved to treat him with my signature dish” your mother rambled

“Do you like tofu?” Your younger brother looked at Iwaizumi as he ate a portion of tofu

“Yeah, it’s part of my favourite food” Iwaizumi smiled to your younger brother as he gasped

“Really? It’s my favourite too!” Your brother exclaimed excitedly “Nee-chan I like your friend a lot!” Your brother gave you a happy smile putting you at ease from the awkwardness

“Speaking of which” your father cleared his throat “You mind introducing us to your friend?” your father looked at you then at Iwaizumi

“Oh right! This is Iwaizumi” you introduced as Iwaizumi waved “He’s uh my friend” you mumbled

“I see…” your father spoke quietly making you nervous “Seems more than that” your father looked at your hands slightly touching as you both blush

“Right! He’s… he’s my boyfriend” you looked away bashfully as your father took a sip from his tea however you feel your older brother’s intense stare looking right at you

“I see…” He said once again sipping more from his tea

“It’s been awhile since you brought someone here” your older brother stated coldly

“Well, I’d like to get a proper introduction to your boyfriend” your mother looks at you “To get to know him of course” you mother reassured you with a smile

“Well… We go to the same school, we’re in the same class, we’ve known each other for a while-” you explained but you were interrupted by your younger brother

“Yeah! He’s on their volleyball team! He plays their ace! His spikes are amazing!” Your brother’s eyes sparkled in excitement explaining everything he knew as all of you look at him

“Someone sure knows a lot” your father chuckled at your brother’s excitement

“I’ve seen him on TV before!” Your brother eagerly said“Oh oh and! He’s super serious when it comes to talking to his team and he looks super scary but he’s super sweet to his fans especially to Y/N!” Your brother continued to explain making Iwaizumi blush red at his last statement

“He sounds like a wonderful person” your mother smiled at you making you smile back nervously

“Yeah yeah yeah! He's a total gentleman and-” Your brother was about to enthusiastically share more though your older brother interrupted him

“I think that’s enough for now” your older brother nudged the younger child as he stopped

“Thank you” you whispered giving him a thumbs up as he gave one back

“From the looks of it, he sounds like a responsible and kind young man” your mother spoke as she ate her soup

“I like the athletic types, strong enough to keep someone like my child protected” your father said “Am I right?” Your father looked at Iwaizumi

“Yes sir” Iwaizumi nodded

“Is that a yes?” You hid your excitement asking both of your parents

“If he can keep that promise then I’m fine with your relationship” your father stated

“If our little boy is that enthusiastic about everything he says, I’m sure i need not to worry with such a responsible man” your mother gave the both of you an approving nod

“I’m sure this one would have a lot to say if we objected” your father chuckled as you all looked at your younger brother who was trying to hide his excitement

“Yay! You’re part of our family now!” Your younger brother got of his seat and gave Iwaizumi a big hug

“You just gonna let them off like that?” Your older brother interjected as you sighed “You just trust everything they say?” Your brother scowled making your younger brother pout

“The description your brother gave fits” your mother responded “he’s sitting here very well mannered and even brought us a gift” your mother said as your older brother scoffed

“Yeah! Stop being such a Debbie Downer!” your younger brother’s pout turns into a very angry scowl

“You think I’m being a Debbie Downer?” Your brother stated coldly as he stood up from the table with rage “Stop being so delusional! Don’t you remember how broken they were with that last son of a bitch who came here!” Your brother’s voice seethed with rage as you slowly signalled Iwaizumi to leave

“Y/N are you sure-” Iwaizumi said but was soon interrupted by you insisting on him leaving

“You don’t know that!” You yell at your brother “You know nothing! You barely even talked to him let alone know what he’s like!” you continue to berate your brother as he grit his teeth

“As if we can trust your judgement” he crossed his arms “Who knows you might’ve broughten a cheating scumbag back into our house” he glared at you as you clench your jaw to stop yourself from crying

“Watch your mouth when you talk to your siblings like that” your father interjected as your brother scoffed and stomped back to his room

“Sorry about him” your mother sighed as your younger brother asked for you to pick him up

“Don’t be sad nee-chan!” Your brother gave you a comforting hug

“Thank you” you hug him back tightly

“I’ll be sure to give him a piece of my mind later” your father huffed as your mother patted his shoulder

“Let’s not worsen the situation” she spoke “Don’t mind him Y/N, we both trust you” your mother gave a comforting smile as you smiled back softly

“ Thanks, I should check on Hajime though” you said as you walk to the door as you open it you see Iwaizumi sitting on the ledge of the porch

“Can’t say he still won’t bother us anymore” you sighed as you sat with him

“Sorry about all this” Iwaizumi frowned slightly

“It’s okay! He’s always like that!” Your brother spoke up as he sat in between both of you “He’s always so grumpy when it comes to y/n and me” your brother pouted as he laid his head on Iwaizumi’s lap making him chuckle slightly

“He’s just overprotective of us” you commented “But sometimes it feels too overbearing of him” you sighed tiredly

“It’s okay! You can get through it together!” your brother stood up and hugged you both tightly together

“Thank you buddy” Iwaizumi smiled

You were glad at least your parents were on your side. You understood why your brother was like that as he just wanted to protect you. Though you won’t let him bother you or Iwaizumi. You knew better than him that he’d never leave you broken-hearted. Unbeknownst to you your brother was already plotting something.

“Nee-chan! Are you gonna visit your boyfriend?” Your brother ran towards you as you were about to leave your house

“Yeah! His team’s been working very hard so I made them lunch!” You smiled as your brother looked at the neatly made bento boxes you were carrying

“Can I come? Please!” Your brother said with his puppy eyes making you giggle

“C’mon let’s go!” You said as he jumped in joy

As you both walked towards the gym you weren’t surprised to see Oikawa’s fangirls waiting at the door for the brunette. You paid no mind to them and opened the gymnasium door. As you opened the door you saw a girl talking to Hajime and Oikawa holding something. You observed the girl give Iwaizumi a box of something then she proceeded to run off past you outside the gymnasium.

“Who was that?” You asked Iwaizumi as you both walk over to him

“I think she was a fan” Iwaizumi replied as he examined the box

“Hey who’s this?” Oikawa kneeled down at your brother holding your hand

“I’m y/n’s brother!” Your brother waved excitedly

“Did you come here to see me?” Oikawa smirked as Iwaizumi rolled his eyes

“Are you Oikawa?” Your brother tilted your head

“Yeah! You must know all about me!” Oikawa laughed to himself

“You’re Shittykawa!” Your brother said excitedly making you and Oikawa’s eyes widen whilst the whole team and Iwaizumi hold in their laughter

“Don’t say that!” You scold as your face flushes with embarrassment whilst your brother looked at you with confusion

“Who told you to say that?” Oikawa asked trying to hold back his anger

“I heard Iwa-chan say that!” Your brother pointed at Iwaizumi

“How could you teach a child to say that!” Oikawa yelled at Iwaizumi making him roll his eyes

“It’s true though” Iwaizumi shrugged off

“Nevermind all that! Nee-chan made food for all of you!” Your brother exclaimed as you show the boxes of bento

“Woah really?” Makki walked over to you looking at the bento boxes you were carrying

“Yeah I made it for all of you” you smiled

“I was just getting hungry, thanks Y/N” Iwaizumi smiled back

“Thank you Y/N!” The team bowed in gratitude as you handed over the bento boxes

“Hey little guy, why don’t you watch us play volleyball after we eat” Oikawa suggested to your brother

“Can I?” Your brother looked at you with pleading eyes

“You have a curfew though” you teased making your brother pout

“C’mon Y/N” Oikawa pestered as you chuckled

“Alright fine” you said as your brother jumped in joy

“Can you teach me how to play?” your brother asked excitedly

“Yeah! We’ll teach you everything” Makki smiled “But you don’t wanna learn from Oikawa, we call him Shittykawa for a reason” he whispered

“I heard that!” Oikawa yelled as Makki brushed him off

You were overjoyed seeing your brother having fun with the whole team. You wondered how everyone could deal with how much energy he was outputting.

“Someone’s having a lot of fun” Iwaizumi commented looking at your brother trying to serve

“Hopefully he doesn’t turn out like Oikawa” you chuckled as you looked at him to see the box still wrapped “Why haven’t you opened the box yet?” You tilt your head

“Oh, I forgot” Iwaizumi said as he grabbed the box and opened it revealing chocolates and other goodies inside

“It’s all Godzilla themed” you examined the box

“Yeah, I wonder how she’d know I don’t exactly tell anyone about it” Iwaizumi pondered

“Your phone case tells otherwise” you giggle showing him his phone as he blushed

“Iwaizumi got a fan! That's a first” Makki when over to the both of you “Usually Oikawa’s the only one with fans” Makki sat down next to both of you

“Y/N’s sitting right there” Matsun chuckled

“It doesn’t count if they’re dating though” Makki responded

“Well, I’ll always be his number one fan!” you hugged Iwaizumi

“Nee-chan look! I can do a serve now!” He tried to serve but it only ended up hitting Oikawa making the team laugh “Oops sorry!” He tried helping Oikawa up

“We need to work on that” Oikawa said slightly dazed

You slightly disliked the idea of fangirls giving your boyfriend gifts, however you knew that he was bound to have fans being the ace of the team so you understand. It’d be fine if it was different girls giving him gifts but the same girl kept giving him gifts every single day. Each gift had something that not alot of people knew about which slightly made you uncomfortable. You tried to pay no mind to it but that same girl kept bothering Iwaizumi trying to get all his attention, even when he tries to tell her to lay off gently she doesn’t get the hint.

“Are you okay Y/N-chan?” Oikawa asked you as the both of you walked to the gymnasium

“Huh? Yeah…” you spoke

“Is it about that one girl bothering Iwa-chan?” He asked looking at you

“N-no what makes you say that?” You tried to hide your jealousy making Oikawa chuckle

“It’s written all on your face Y/N, you’re cleary bothered by it” Oikawa pointed at your discomforted face making you sigh

“I appreciate that he has fans, I mean he’s always been insecure about being in the shadow but…” you spoke looking down

“But you don’t want them to be all touchy and grabby with him, am I right?” Oikawa guessed as you nodded “I understand I mean he did try to let her off gently but she still persists” Oikawa sighed in annoyance

“I don’t wanna make it seem like he can’t hang out with other people or have fans but… It makes me feel bad about myself” you expressed your turmoil

“Hey, it’s alright to be jealous! You can’t control how you feel” Oikawa gave you a smile of reassurance “Don't feel bad about yourself! Iwa-chan would never replace you, especially if it’s a pick me like her!” Oikawa encouraged making you smile

“You seem bothered by a fan that’s a first” you chuckled

“If it was my own fan I wouldn’t really care but if it’s bothering my best friend’s significant other! It bothers me too!” Oikawa smiled at you

“Thank you Shittykawa” you teased as he frowned

“Hey! I just gave you kind words!” Where’s my thanks He crossed his arms making you laugh more

“You’re right, I’m sure it’ll all blow over” you said as you open the gymnasium door

“Something wrong, Iwaizumi?” Makki asked putting all his stuff down on the bleachers

“The girl who comes here everyday she won’t leave me alone” Iwaizumi replied with an annoyed expression plastered on his face

“Oh the one giving you gifts?” Makki asked to which Iwaizumi nods “I can see why” Makki chuckled

“She’s more annoying than the fans Oikawa always has outside the gym” Iwaizumi huffed making the pink haired boy laugh

“It makes you wonder how Oikawa can bask in all their attention” Matsun chuckled as he interjected

“I really wouldn’t care if it wasn’t bothering Y/N” Iwaizumi sat down placing his hand on his forehead “They don’t wanna admit it but it’s clearly bothering them alot” he continued

“You told her to lay off already right?” Makki asked as he sat down with Iwaizumi

“Hundreds of times” Iwaizumi responded “I even told her straight up when we were alone” he let out a sigh of frustration

“She sounds super obsessed” Matsun added

“What if someone’s paying her to do that?” Makki suggested “I mean not even Oikawa’s fans are that obsessed with him” Makki placed his hand on his chin

“You know… that might be it” Iwaizumi thought

As you opened the door you felt your life flash before your eyes. You and Oikawa saw the girl leaning into Iwaizumi sharing a kiss. Your eyes start brimming in tears feeling overwhelmed at what you were seeing. Iwaizumi pushed her off, his eyes widened looking at you. You couldn’t bear the sight anymore so you ran away to compose yourself. Oikawa catches up to you and held you to stop you from running

“Y/N! Listen to me!” Oikawa holds you tighter as you try to get out from his grasp “We both know Iwa-chan would never hurt you!” He reasoned with you stopping you from moving as tears fell from your cheeks

“I know but… It still hurts…” You continued to cry as Oikawa rubbed your back

“Hey, c’mon let’s just hear him out this could all be one big misunderstanding” Oikawa held you up as Iwaizumi catches up to both of you

“Y/N I can explain she forced herself-” Iwaizumi was cut of by your tight hug

“I knew you wouldn’t do that but I guess my insecurities took over” you explained nestling your head in his chest

“I’d never do that to you… I won’t ever treat you the way that bastard treated you…” Iwaizumi hugged you back “I made a promise to your little brother after all” he smiled at you

“He’s a little guy but he’s pretty scary” Oikawa chuckled

“I can’t disappoint my little buddy” Iwaizumi chuckled along “Anyway I think I know what’s going on” Iwaizumi said as you and Oikawa look in confusion

Iwaizumi explained how the girl admitted she was being paid by someone for doing all this. You instantly knew who would do this so you stormed back to your house as quickly as possible.

“Oh y/n you’re home early!” Your mother smiled but soon faltered seeing your serious face

“Oikawa and Iwa-chan!” Your younger brother runs up to the both of them

“I think now’s not the time” Oikawa chuckled nervously as he picked up your brother “Why don’t Iwa-chan and I go play outside and teach you how to play more volleyball” “Oikawa takes him to the backyard as he squealed in joy

“What’s going on?” your mother asked confused

“Where’s b/n?” You inquired with a serious tone ignoring your mother’s question

“Right here” your brother said walking down the stairs “I see you’ve brought him again” your brother glared looking at Iwaizumi and Oikawa playing with your little brother outside

“Trust me he isn't your biggest problem right now” you scowled “How could you pay a girl to ruin my relationship with Hajime!” You accused making your brother scoff while your mother widens her eyes

“I want an explanation now!” Your mother looked at your brother with an angered expression

“Wow, accusing me now? I told you your new relationship would make you more delusional than you already are!” He rolled his eyes making you laugh

“I’m delusional? You’re the delusional one if you think you can pay a girl to make him do the same exact mistake as my ex did!” You argued back “You don’t need to hide it, she fessed up already!” you continued to yell angrily

“So what if I did huh? It won’t be a matter of time till he does that to you!” Your brother confessed still trying to defend himself making you more angry

“You don’t know that! You don’t know anything!” You yelled as you started tearing up

“Why don't you listen to me!” He yelled back as your mother tried to come both of you down “I don’t want you to end up like that again! It was my fault why you were like that in the first place! I can’t let you feel that way again knowing I didn’t do anything to stop it!” He explained as his eyes glistened with tears making your expression soften

“I know you want to protect me but… I’m sure that he wouldn’t do that to me… He was there for me when it happened, he was the one who was with me the entire way and was helping me get through it” you explained as your brothers eyes widened “Honestly I don’t think I would’ve been able to get through it if it weren’t for him” you smiled reminiscing at the thought “He already showed it to me today how he’d never do that to me from how you staged everything… I know you want to protect me but I know for sure he would never do that” you looked at your brother eyes “So please… give him a chance” you asked with pleading eyes as he wiped away his tears

“Don’t blame yourself hun” your mother comforted your brother “It was completely out of your control and you didn’t know that it would turn out like that…” your mother hugged your brother “If you give them a chance you’re already protecting Y/N by allowing a responsible young man to be by their side” your mother continued

“Yeah! And he promised he’d never hurt Y/N!” your brother interjected walking inside

“Sorry, we heard all the fighting from the inside and the little guy couldn’t contain himself” Oikawa scratched the back of his head

“Please give them a chance! Let Y/N start over happy! We all want that for them right?” Your younger brother pleaded

“Alright, I’ll take your word Y/N…” your older brother agreed, making your younger brother jump in joy “Sorry Iwaizumi for all this and what I’ve put you both through… I understand if you won’t forgive me” he scratched the back of his head

“It’s alright we both want to protect her” Iwaizumi smiled accepting your brother’s apology

“Okay! No more fighting! It’s so tiring” your brother huffed as you picked him up

“Don’t worry we’re all tired too” you smiled kissing his cheek

“Let’s go play more volleyball” your brother exclaimed

“I thought you said you were exhausted” Oikawa chuckled

“Nope! I wanna play!” Your brother said making you all laugh

“Why don’t I teach you how to spike?” Iwaizumi offered making you smile seeing your younger brother’s joyed expression

“All's well that ends well” you smiled sighing in relief

I was so immersed with this one the argument and the "cheating" hit my heart 😭😭😭 Thank you so much for requesting this again! This was a banger 50th post!

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white-poppie · 2 years

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Volleyball Papas

Haikyuu boys as dads

HAIKYU!! (ハイキュー!!)

The moral-story

The kind of dads that try to be as positive as possible for their kids. They got hurt? Everything happens for a reason, sweetheart. They are always trying to teach their kids something or another, be it life skills or academic skills. They are patient with answering their kid's curiosities and repeat them as much as they want, they don't need your help in teaching the kids.

Kid: "Daddy, where do kids come from?" Them: "Go ask (parent)"

Okay, maybe there are a few exceptions.

Akaashi, Kuroo, Sugawara, Yaku, Daichi, Kita, Yamaguchi, Iwaizumi

The Sugar-daddy

The kind of dads who would spoil their kids rotten. Everything is served to the kid on a silver spoon, after all, why not? Their dad is filthy rich. Weekends are the only days they are truly free, so those days are reserved for you and their kids, he has two babies to take care of after all.

Them: "Uhu, don't cry love, I'll get you a real cat instead of the plushie." You: "Babe they are two years old!"

Kuroo, Kenma, Hinata, Kageyama, Atsumu, Bokuto, Iwaizumi

The big and chunky

The big, beefy, overprotective dads. They tower over people easily, carrying their kid in one hand and helping the old lady with another. The kind of dads who are stuck to their kids like glue. Sometimes you have to pry them off so that you can spend time with the kid too.

Them: Uhh..sorry I have a kid and a s/o, I am not interested You and Baby: ehehe *maniacal chuckle*

Osamu, Daichi, Ushijima, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Aone, Suna, Kita, Semi, Asahi, Aran

The clueless dads

You know the kind of people who don't pay attention in science class and have no idea as to how to take care of an infant? Yep, that's them.

If you on into labour and are in pain, these mfs go "but it can't hurt as and as being kicked in the balls.' stfu boy.

Overall it takes quite some time to understand the whole 'being a dad' thing, but they only mean good.

You: "You brought pads instead of diapers..." Them: "What's the difference?"

Lev, Tanaka, Nishinoya, Atsumu, Terushima, Oikawa, Kyotani, Asahi (he is trying is best uhuhu), Tendou

The cool dads

Listen, they are like any other dads when the kid is small, once the kid becomes a teen, they become the cool dad. The best wingman, hype-machine, barbeque-maker!

They are cool, but they don't miss a chance to embarrass you.

Them: "And remember that one time you pooped in your pants at school and thought you had stinky mud on your shorts?" *sniff* Kid: "Dad...why are you including this in my wedding speech?"

Tanaka, Nishinoya, Atsumu, Terushima, Tendou

The baby-language experts

They think they understand what the baby is saying when they are an infant. You will see them having a full-on conversation with the child when they can only babble. (spoiler: They do not know how to talk in baby language and end up offending the baby instead.)

Baby: "ADADABAH!" (Translation: Dad you are stupid)

Them: "Mhm, Gugu-gaga!" (Translation: ...eat lady gaga?!)

Baby: *Gasp*"JABAHABAH!" (Translation: (Parent!) daddy is acting weird! )

Them: "MEEBAHAHA" (Translation: Chimpanzees dance on Hippopotamus)

Baby: *screech*

Bokuto, Hinata, Yamaguchi, Sugawara, Lev, Aran

ADADADADA (Translation: Don't forget to like reblog if you find it nice.)

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seokiloquy · 1 year

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Pearlescent Pt 3 - Iwaizumi Hajime

Au: Merpeople

Requested (kind of)

Tags/Warnings: GN!reader, Swearing, minor character death (age).

Word Count: 1.9k+

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 | Pt 5

“We have to go visit your grandmother this weekend.”

“We?” You asked your mom over the kitchen table. “I sort of had things planned, but I suppose I could do them another time.”

Iwaizumi probably wouldn’t mind. A day away wouldn’t hurt.

“Just Saturday. You can have Sunday to do whatever. We’ll just need extra hands.”

“Ah.” Boxes pilled up in the living room. Your mom had begun packing over the course of your time visiting her, and they were adding up. “So it’s almost time, then?”

“Afraid so.”

You took a slow breath in and looked down at your half-finished breakfast. Quickly, you swallowed another bite. “It’s to be expected. People age, grow old, forget, then waste away before they die.”

“Your grandmother isn’t wasting away. She’s just… tired.”

“Mom. It’s okay. I don’t know her all that well anyways.”

“I know. Maybe you would have known her better if your father hadn’t just disappeared and I was less bullheaded. But it’s okay to be sad about it. I know I am.” She finished her last bite of food, dropping her plates by the sink before chugging down a glass of water.

“It’s not that I’m trying not to be sad. It’s more that I’ve gone through the grieving process already. I already knew.”

Your mom sighed, picking up your plate and stacking it on top of hers while you lifted up your last piece and plopped it into your mouth. She sniffled, looking over her shoulder. “She’s the last bit of your father that is around. While we’re there, how about you keep her company? Ask questions. It’ll keep her distracted while I move things out.”

“She’s not dead yet.” You chuckled.

“I know, but… there won’t be much time for us to stick around here when she goes.” Her phone rang. “Time to go to school. I got to take this call.”

Before you ran out the door, you refilled your glass and chugged back every last drop with a satisfied sigh.

Hanni was wrapped over your shoulder when you got to class, panting from running down the hall to get inside before the bell. Like normal, everyone was chattering.

You huffed. “Do you have water?”

“Yep.” Hanni reached into the open pocket of her bag to pull out a large sports bottle, placing it on your desk.

Trying to catch your breath, you dipped your head back and began to swallow it, some dripping onto your cheeks and running down your neck. When you got up for breath, it was over half empty.

“Did you run a marathon?” she chuckled.

“Just down the hallway,” you whined. “I think I’m just dehydrated.”

“Maybe I should toss you into the ocean.”

Gulping back a dry swallow, your eyes blew open while a frown pulled on the corners of your mouth. Your heart thundered in your chest. “Huh? W–where would you get that idea!”

“I’m joking, I’m joking. You can’t swim, and the ocean is salt water. You’d just get more dehydrated.”

“Right… right. Please don’t throw me in the ocean.”

“I won’t. Now, if you finish my water. You’ve got to refill it. I need it for practice later.”

“What are you doing today?”

“Stamina training. We’re running around town.”

“Hmm.”

Hanni was a childhood friend you’ve known since your dad was around. A neighbour to your grandmother, but closer to the high school than your grandmother's house was. When you’d come to visit, she’d be there ready to spend whatever time you had together. Though, when your father disappeared, there seemed to be less reason to visit.

The teacher started attendance.

Hanni was also very active. Very suitable for the town filled with hiking trails, big grass fields, gyms, and beaches that never have too many people on a regular day.

With Hanni busy and you unable to go to the beach on Saturday, maybe going to the water today was the best option. Sucking in a breath of air, you steeled yourself in your decision, raising a hand as your name was called for attendance.

You filled Hanni’s water bottle up for the fourth time at the end of the school day, handing it off to her while she got her gear on before you could empty it for a fifth time. You waved goodbye, and once she was out of sight, you sprinted in the opposite direction toward the beach.

When you got to the shore, you felt like a wilting plant. It was tempting to jump into the ocean and soak your uniform, but you managed to fight off the idea. Rushing into the public bathroom, you changed into your school swimsuit. You stuffed the clothes into your bag and walked out of the stall and onto the sand, shivering slightly from the breeze. Being just after school and work hours still going, there wasn’t anyone around. You took your time tiptoeing through the warm sand. You could hide your things in the little alcove and tuck your bag between rocks so it would get lost, not that anyone here would steal it.

With the beach empty, you dared approach the water by the main beach, and not the spot you usually went to beet Iwaizumi. A small dock stretched into the water, far enough that if people didn't have the energy to swim back, they could climb onto it. You took it as your walkway.

At the end, the water was at least two metres deep. You gulped, waiting for any sign of Iwaizumi to appear. It seemed that by touching the water, he would be alerted of your presence because after getting tired of standing, you sat down, dipping your toes into the ocean, his head appeared, grinning at you above the gentle waves.

Smiling at him, you lifted your feet from the tingling water and got to your feet, readying yourself to jump.

“(Y/N), STOP!”

You were already in the air, turning your head to see Hanni sprinting down the dock. Her expression, the most horrified one you’ve ever seen on her, was a blur, before disappearing behind the surface of the cold ocean water.

Iwaizumi was at your side instantly, pulling you back as another burst of bubbles appeared in your place. “She jumped.” Iwaizumi cursed. “And you’ve transformed.”

The bubbles cleared, and Hanni floated, hair billowing out from her ponytail, squinting through the salt water. Eyes wide, she screamed, and it cut through the water like a harpoon.

Iwaizumi dragged you and Hanni toward the rocks. No one is diving, and he lifts Hanni onto the ledge so she can catch her breath. You follow, lifting yourself onto the rock like Iwaizumi does, and he copies.

“Oh Fuck!” Hanni gasps for air. “You’re fucking fish.”

You chuckled. “I said the same thing.”

“Merpeople,” Iwaizumi corrected, brows pinching, “Oikawa is going to give me hell for this.”

“There’s more fish?!”

“Merpeople!”

“(Y/N), what the hell?!”

You shrugged, wincing at the volume of her voice. “Honestly, I don’t know.”

“(L/N) is descended from mer. I had a hunch when we met.”

“Is that why you gave me the pearl?”

Iwaizumi gulped. “Not really. Anyways—”

“How the fuck does that work? Did someone fuck a fish?”

“A dolphin, and we hope not.”

“Oh my god, this is horrifying.” Hanni looked off to the horizon with a grimace. “Is that why you can’t swim?”

“I—” You stopped, blinking. “I don’t know. I was never taught in the first place.”

“Transformations only happen in ocean water. Fresh water and pools won’t do it.” Iwaizumi supplied.

“Then I really don’t know. Wait, do you transform?”

“Everyone does.”

“What?”

Hanni continued to look aghast, eyes flicking between you and Iwaizumi. “The stories are real. Why didn’t mom tell me?”

“Stories?” you asked, tail flicking behind you.

“Because there’s a population of mers by the town, there are a few folk tales,” Iwaizumi supplied.

“Ya, of sirens dragging unsuspecting people into the water to never be seen again.”

“Huh…” you blinked.

“We don’t drag them.”

“So you admit it!”

“They come voluntarily! They usually don’t stay either. Only a few do.”

You tilted your head. “So, do you go to school?”

“Of course. I go to—”

Hanni glared. “It doesn’t matter where you’re from. I’m beating your team into a pulp.”

“Note taken.”

Oikawa popped his head out of the water. “Ooh, more people! Do I get to sing away the memory this time?”

“You’re tone deaf. I doubt it would work.”

As the two began to argue, your mind began to wander.

There was a call from over the rocks. The club supervisor of Hanni’s team was climbing up.

“I’ll uh...keep the secret.” Hanni rushed to her feet. “(Y/N)’s my best friend. I’d do anything, but I’ve got to go or else more people will know.”

Still soaking wet. Hanni climbed quickly over the rocks, not even pausing for a second. You watched her go, ignoring the boys bickering behind you.

On Saturday you sat by your grandmother's bed while your mother rushed around and spoke with the staff. The frail woman just hummed a breathy tune with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.

Nursing homes felt like the buildings were ageing with the people inside them. Yellowing walls, quiet halls, and the occasional light footsteps you’d hear in the hallways. The only room where there was more noise was the activity room. With tables, chairs, and TVs it was where most of the elderly liked to be so they could interact with each other or get entertained by a family that was there to visit.

Your grandmother preferred to sit in her wheelchair and look out the window toward the water. She was there, back to you and your scurrying mother, while you sipped eagerly on another bottle of water.

“I’m going to talk to the front desk. I’ll be back in a bit. Keep her occupied.” Your mother shut the door behind her.

Gulping back another sip, you changed your seat to be situated by the window next to your grandmother. The sunlight was making her white hair look golden. She kept her eyes on the water. She stopped humming.

“It’s magnetic isn’t it? The sea. I guess that's why they always go back.”

“What do you mean?”

“Pardon?”

“What did you mean by that?”

“By what?”

You gulped another sip. “The sea being magnetic.”

“Well, you should know.”

“I have no idea if you’re trying to be cryptic or just like this.”

“You have to have a little fun when you get old.”

“Pleasant. Thank you for the enlightening conversation.”

She chuckled a little, coughing, before reaching for the back of her neck. “You never know who's watching in these walls. But there’s always something to share. So you must get it out anyway.”

“I mean, I guess?”

“Take this.” From her neck, she pulled a necklace, dropping it clumped into your hand.

Your brow pinched, studying the accessory that was attached. “A pearl?”

“Your mother has one too. From when she met my son down by the water.” Her wrinkled grin was sharp, cunning. “Take good care of them.”

Wrapping the jewellery around your neck, you set yours and your grandmother’s pearl next to each other on your chest.

You spent the night studying the pair, watching them shimmer under the yellow light of your grandmother's old living room lamp. There was a sinking feeling in your chest as you watched them.

She was gone by morning.

Don’t you love death as a plot device? -Bacon

Posted: 15/01/2023

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ladyofbonten · 2 years

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The character who I trust the most vs the least to take care of me when I'm high and why (per anime)

TW: Language, Mentions of recreational use of ouid

A/N: Its two am and I’m high so why not \_('_')_/ if there's spelling mistakes, whoops lol also all those under the age 18 will be aged up to 21

Anime’s included: Tokyo Revengers, Demon Slayer, Haikyuu!!!, My Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Fire Force. ***********************************

Tokyo Revengers

The most; Mitsuya Takashi his paternal instincts kick in and he's already naturally caring. I just know he's taking care of me and making sure I stay hydrated. He roll his eyes every now and then of my supposed comedical jokes but also chuckles cause of my contagious laugh (not to sound full of myself, ts just something I've been told I have)

The least; Shuji Hanma Asshole is going to use my high against me and somehow convince me I died somehow and laugh about it. He'd tell me hes kidding but will still subtly fuck with me. Would I still get high with him... absolutely

Demon Slayer

The most; Hinatasuru Mommy? sorry... said noboby ever to her. Anyways I trust 10000% because I know she wants to make sure I'll be okay and just sticks by my side and giggles when I laugh at the stupidest shit. My amusement amused her cause I'm already amused easily and apparently even more so when high.

The least; Doma He's going to convince me to allow him to eat me. Must I say more?

Haikyuu!!

The most; Iwaizumi Hajime Iwa would be so made at me cause he knows that I know I'm such a light weight and yet here I am all giggles and smiles. He rolls his eyes and smiles whenever I make stupid jokes and reminds me drink my water cause, out of sight, out of mind yk? Endless cuddles, this man gives the best of them too :(

The least; Tsukishima Kei He's such an ass and tries playing mind games with me which always ends with us arguing over who's more stupid, and I'm no bright light bulb, maybe a flickering one lol He's really mean and it takes me actually getting mad for him to stop

Boku No Hero Academia

The most; Kirishima Eijirou He takes such good care of me. He's checking in if I'm hungry, hes cuddling me, and just making me fell all soft ad shit. 10/10 would do again

The least; Toshinori Yagi I feel like he's hard core judging me and it lowkey sucks. Like I have so much respect for him and all but he also reminds me a bit like my dad but my dad would react to me being high a lot worse that all might :(

Jujutsu Kaisen

Nanami Kento He may come off like he doesn't care but he's lowkey making sure I eat and drink things that replenish my electrolytes and shit. He sits and watches reruns of a show I've already watched 1000s of times but as long as I'm doing okay, thats what matters to him.

Gojo Satrou He's going to annoy me on purpose and talk faster knowing that my brain is loading at the speed of snail and needing him to resay shit.

Fire Force

Konro Sagamiya I stay on my big scary men with hearts of gold. He has mixed feelings when I get high cause the amount of giggling I do when I'm high is slightly concerning but really I'm just vibin and enjoying myself. But also I don't move if I'm too high cause I just feel my body is too heavy to move and I'm lazy haha. He also cooks for me cause I've almost burned my house down (In my defence I actually am not used to having things in my oven) cause I was pre-heating the oven so I can make dino nuggs :( So now he cooks for me when I get hungry when I'm high.

Takeru (Juggernaut) Noto He's freaking out and is making me freak out. My high is ruined and I'm now recoving from that bad high.

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storytimewithnova · 8 months

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Kiss me in the Rain

Summary:This is pretty angst and is an Oihina story it can also be discribed as Hurt comfort

Oikawa shoyo has been married to Tooru for 2 years they have seen their fair share of good and bad but nothing prepared them for when they went to Brazil Shoyo caught Tooru having a fling with their bestfriend and coach Iwaizumi Hajime

“Tooru I can’t keep doing this I’m your husband but I don’t feel like it in other words I feel neglected abandoned while you swan off with Hajime “

“Sho it’s not like that I married you didn’t I it’s you that I love”

“Yes yes you did but there feels like a third person in this marriage and i sometimes don’t feel your love Tooru”

Tooru’s POV

I got so pissed off and in the heat of the moment I said something I wish I never

“If that’s how you really feel then maybe you should just GO ON LEAVE IF YOU FEEL THAT WAY”!

I watched as Sho ran out the house after I cooled down. That's when the realization kicked in I started to panic that I may have lost him to my stupid I want to see if he left me a note or anything.

Shoyo’s POV

I just ran out crying I was planning to tell Tooru about the baby but you know what I can’t I just can’t do it anymore I know he didn’t mean what he said it was the heat of the moment stuff but it still hurt like hell and I can’t be around right now not in my condition so the most I did was left a note

Back in Oikawa POV

Sho did leave me a note I read it

Dear Tooru I am sorry I can’t be in the house right now not in my condition I love you with all my heart contact me when you have sorted yourself out and you are ready to be a husband and a dad to our unborn child love your Chibi chan after reading that I ran to Iwa-chan

I knocked and waited for him to open

Iwa: “kawa what are you doing here and at this hour”

“Iwa-chan i messed up big time”

“How so”?

“The fling with you should never of happened Sho found and has left me the only thing he left was a note and he said

Contact me when you are ready to be a husband and a father to our unborn child”

“His pregnant”

“Well yeah we never told anyone this but he use to be a she and now he is out there somewhere carrying my baby”

“Calm down we will find him”

Shoyo’s pov

I found myself in some random park I honestly don’t know how far I walked

I know Tooru has been texting me I just can’t talk to him right now maybe I should listen to the voicemail

📱 “baby where are you it’s going to rain soon I don’t want you to be sick it won’t be safe for you and our baby please come home”

📱”baby sunshine it’s me again please I am sorry what I said was in the heat of the moment I love you so much this is killing me”

📱”honey please at least let me know you’re okay and safe please come home you don’t have to share our bed I will sleep in the spare room soon to nursery I get it I’ve been a dick”

Shoyo’s POV

Should I call him this is killing me too I am the one who is hurt more I am the one who is carrying his child I cuddled my stomach still debating if should call him my train of thought got cut off by my phone ringing never mind he is ringing me I answered it

📱” hello”

📱”oh thank god you’re safe how’s the baby please come home”

📱”your daughter is fine so am I”

📱” you know the gender already how far along are you”

📱”not long hit my 12 weeks so yes I would know the gender I was planning on surprising you and imagine my surprise instead”

📱”baby I feel guilty enough please tell me where you are I swear I will make it up to you”

Iwa in the background

📱”if it makes things better he came round to me not only to tell me you did a runner but to say he was calling everything off with me that it shouldn't have started in the first place”

📱 “ to right it shouldn’t have you knew he was married you were his best man”

📱 “ I know Sho I let a drunken mistake get out of hand that is on me more so because I kept on ringing him up”

📱”where are you please”

📱” that’s the thing I don’t know I just kept walking I’m at some park that’s all I know”

📱”baby do you have you tracker on we will find you”

📱”I always have my tracker on”

📱”okay hang tight I have got your location heading there now”

While Shoyo was waiting it started to rain he took shelter the best he could shielding his stomach and his unborn daughter else where Kawa was driving like a maniac to Shoyo’s location he just wanted to hold him again be with him again show him love he should have showed in the first place he was almost at the location the rain was heavy now just like the feeling in his heart but he kept going he made it to the park and ran round looking for Sho huddled under a tree as a small figure hands cradling their stomach

“Sunshine oh thank god I found you”

He found him all right shivering and cold he quickly took his jacket off and wrapped it around his shivering husband

“Tooru Sho said weakly”

“Yes hun”

“I love you kiss me in the rain”

“I love you too hun”

I kissed him he suddenly passed out

“Hun Sho hunny their was blood this scared me I ran to the car and told Iwa to step on it I am not losing my daughter or my husband”

Tooru’s POV

We drove over the speed limit but made it to the hospital I yelled for help and doctors came to take my husband away I told them to save my husband and unborn daughter I fell to my knees because I felt like this was my fault I did this to them I had to stay in the waiting

room they wouldn’t allow me in with him

Hours later the doctor came out and told me I had a beautiful baby girl but she is premature he chances are low if she makes it through the night she will be one miracle baby I named her Mirielle then I asked “how is Sho” “your husband is fine he is just weak from not eating properly” “he hasn’t been eating what happens to the food I make him that is something I am going talk to him about can I see him please”

“Thank you” I walked in and ran straight to his side “oh Sho what have you been doing to yourself never mind now we have a beautiful baby girl but the downside is they don’t rate her chances if she survives the night she will be a miracle baby well I believe in her because he is like her mommy so I named her Mirielle” “Tooru” Sho said weakly “right here hun why can’t I feel our baby Tooru want can’t I feel her did I miscarry” “no no hun they delivered her Sweetheart” “no it’s too early she’s not meant to be born till September” “hun they may not rate her chances but if she survives she our little Miracle she is our Mirielle”

Months later Mirielle did survive and she is now a young lady they were out with Mirielle taking her to the zoo it started to rain Shoyo turned to his husband and said “Tooru I love you I love our little family Kiss me in the Rain

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ichigomis · 3 years

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I absolutely love your hq dads contents!! They are all so cute!☺ If you don't mind can i request a scenario where their kids got hit with a volleyball when they come to watch their dads practice? Any pro boys is fine(all of them would be great but that's probably too much lol) but i would like kageyama,tsukki and kyotani to be there. Thank you for your great writings !

SEEING THEIR KID GET HIT BY A VOLLEYBALL

with: timeskip! kageyama, tsukki, kyōtani, (extra!) iwaizumi

notes: okay so this is the first time i'm writing for kyōtani so i really don't have his characterization down yet pls forgive meeee,, also i added iwa tho he's not a pro volleyball player bc we love dad iwa here —fluff!

part one - part two

❊ KAGEYAMA’s eyes widen in shock as he sees his son topple over from his seat on the floor, rubbing the spot that the ball hit on his arm. he immediately stops what he's doing and runs over to his kid and checks for injuries. but his son only shakes his head and smiles up at him, "i'm fine papa," he mumbles as tears well up in his little eyes. kageyama furrows his eyebrows, seeing his son keeping his emotions to himself as to not to distract him and his work made his heart sink.

"you know what?" he speaks softly, holding his son's hand and helping him up from the floor, "coach said papa can go home early, wanna get some ice cream on the way back?" he offers and his son smiles up at him widely, tears suddenly replaced by excited nods and giggles.

❊ TSUKKI drops everything he's doing and immediately scoops his daughter up from the floor. he cradles her onto his shoulder and shushes her cries, patting her back gently to soothe her. something sour in him stirs as he internally blames himself for not keeping watch on his daughter when you had entrusted her to him. he further blames himself as he thinks about how he could have skipped a day of practice to watch over his kid.

taking her favorite dinasour plushie from her seat, he excuses himself from practice and takes his daughter out of the gym. he continues to cradle her and soothe her sniffles as he whispers, "it's papa's fault, papa's sorry." and he swears, he'll never take his eyes away from her again.

❊ KYŌTANI seemingly growls under his breath as he stomps towards his teammate whose serve just happened to hit his son's leg. he grits his teeth as curses find themselves on the tips of his tounge when he hears his son sniffle. and it was as if something hit him as he stops in his tracks, shakes his head and instead runs over to his son.

"i'm sorry, so sorry." he whispers as he takes his son into his arms, soothing and massaging his leg. he had almost forgotten what was important at the heat of the moment, he had almost let his anger get the best of him again. but he knows that as long as his son calls for him, he will come back and be there for him.

❊ IWAIZUMI jumps back in surprise as a volleyball comes flying directly towards his daughter's arm.

"oh shit!" he exclaims as he squats down beside her, checking whether she got hurt. but his daughter only rubs her arm and looks up at her father, "dada, no bad words!" she exclaims, placing her little finger on his lips.

and he only nods obediently, zips his lips animatedly, and kisses her arm to "make the ouchy go away".

rbs are appreciated! *manifesting dad iwa kissing your kid's ouchies away*

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maizumis · 3 years

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— HAIKYUU BOYS AND THEIR BABIES CHOMPING ON THEM

ft. timeskip!miya atsumu, iwaizumi hajime, suna rintarō, miya osamu, bokuto kōtarō

note: suna calls reader mommy ❗based in this tiktok! omg this baby is so cute </3 I need one right now

❦ ATSUMU watched his daughter play on the soft baby mat with the toys her uncle's proudly bought her; he couldn't resist laying next to her and admire her brown orbs that were almost like his from up close “yer the prettiest baby angel, dada is so proud of ya” she let a happy gurgle and started crawling towards his daddy “aw~ aren't ya a smart girl? coming ta daddy—ow!” his baby was happily munching on his lower arm, clapping her tiny hands at the work of art she left on his fathers arm, teeth marks and drool all over his skin “aw~ angel don't worry, it is what it is”

❦ IWAIZUMI has his daughter on one arm while he is finish the last details on the kitchen, finishing the dishes and wiping the stove, his daughter had the little, colorful on her hand, biting on it because she was teething and it was her only relief so why so suddenly his dad arm seems so tempting? it seems so soft and squishy she didn't thought twice before going in and take a bite, catching an amused look of his dad “does it hurt doll? you okay, baby?” he asked with baby voice, if tooru saw he like this it would be the ends of his days “ ‘s okay baby, you're not hurting daddy”

❦ SUNA was walking around the neighborhood to get his daughter to sleep, being with an eleven months old without mommy around, as he called you, was no joke; he decided to just sit down on a bench once he started hearing the little snores going out her mouth, caressing the little brown hairs when she started ruffling on her sleep “you're up baby? baby is up?” he asked with a soft tone, only to see his baby with her eyes shut closed but moving her mouth in search of something, as the good father he is, he let her bite the piece of arm muscle that was right next to her mouth, going to sleep soundly yet again “so cute, angel”

❦ OSAMU was making panda onigiris after you texted him you and your baby girl were going to the shop for lunch and he got so excited, the three of you couldn't have often lunches together so he is about to make the best for the both of you “papa!” he heard the baby voice from the gate of the shop, one of the only words his daughter could he walked towards the both of you, living your lips a sweet peck and taking his daughter out of your arms, expecting a sweet kiss from her but only getting a big chomp on his cheek in return “yer hungry baby? papa has her favorite here”

❦ BOKUTO finds cute how his daughter always tries to bite on him, either be his thighs, face or shoulders, he is extremely blind over his charms, how could he get mad when she was only expressing her live in a different way? instead, he made sure to treasure every single one of this moments, posting an insta story to add it later to his highlight that was named «👶🏻🦷 💪🏻» and today was no different, his daughter biting on the sling of his hand he got frustrated because in that position, he couldn't record her “come on baby! you have a whole body to chomp on it! why my hand?”

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shidouryusm · 3 years

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HAIKYUU DADS HAVING A CAKE BAKED FOR THEM BY THEIR KIDS

FEATURING: Bokuto, Suna , Oikawa , Iwaizumi,

Genre: Fluff, fluff and fluff.

A/N: I really don't like how it is executed but I am still gonna post this.

▪️Bokuto (3 years old):

Bokuto had been lazing around in the living room since the afternoon. His insides were at warmth with the relief of not having to go to practice tomorrow. He propped his feet up at the couch heads and closed his eyes in content. Soon, his snores filled the whole room. This dual colour haired spiker had already dozed off. Meanwhile, you and your 3 year old daughter were already scurrying off to the kitchen. Taking out all the ingredients and preparing to bake a cake for the birthday boy, in order to wish him on 12 o’clock. He was oblivious of the little adventure you and your daughter seemed to have. She was a giggling mess as she helped her mom in cracking the eggs, sifting the flour and putting up little pieces of decorations. The cake was baked perfectly without any hindrance and you guys barely seemed to hold your excitement in. Bokuto as a dad , did more than you fathomed. His protectiveness for you and both of your daughter was praiseworthy. The playfulness he shows whenever his daughter hosts a tea party and invites him. The way he cages you and her in sleep and always gives the goodnight kisses just warms your heart. The way he peppered your face in kisses as you gave birth and to this date, praises you often as to how good of a mother you are. You ponder that this could be the least thing to do for this awesome man in your life.

The day rolled over to night time as Bokuto headed to your shared room and you on the pretext of cleaning up a little bit more, took out the cake from refrigerator and put an owl candle on top. You had taken you guys’ daughter with you so you were sure Bokuto would come to the living area to find you both. And he did.

The lights were dimmed as the roomed was flooded with the candle lights. Bokuto stopped dead in his tracks as he heard the sweetest melody of “Happy Birthday” coming from his wife and his daughter. Her daughter jumping in your lap and grinned ear to ear while exclaiming, “Happy Birthday, Dada. I made cake” and she clapped. Bokuto went up to hug both of you and you saw the tears cascading down his cheeks. He took his daughter in his lap and peppered her faces with kisses while muttering thank you every 2 seconds. His daughter seeing Bokuto in joyful tears, took her chubby hand and wiped his tears saying, “No more cry, dada”. You guys laugh as he says, “No tears” and pulls you close. He pecks your forehead and whispers,

“I love you guys so much. This is my best birthday ever".

▪️Suna (5 years old):

It was Saturday morning when you and your 5 year old daughter got the inspiration of baking a cake for Suna on Fathers Day and surprise him at midnight. Fortunately, your daughter inheriting you maturity and kept it quiet until Suna left for practice. You guys took a tour to the grocery store after lunch and bought the essentials for baking and got to work immediately. Suna was still at gym so you guys had a clear coast. You efficiently directed her to bake the little cupcakes as she insisted on baking it alone for her “Super Dada”. The main reason behind your little mission was Suna’s off demeanor. Your eyes had always caught Sunas face whenever your daughter preferred you over him. Whenever your daughter insisted you to read the bedtime story and wanted you to feed her. Suna being the naturally quiet person couldn’t help but brood over this. All these felt okay, even for him, since he often had big tournaments and matches, but soon enough his thoughts clouded over the fact that his daughter is purposely distancing herself from him and this was no less thing to scare Suna. He loved his little angel way too much. Yet, Suna had let this insecurity brew in himself and thought his daughter hates him. But you noticed and your heart squeezed sadly at this.

And what could be the perfect moment to cut his self destructive thoughts other than Fathers Day itself? Especially when his daughter loves her dada unconditionally and often lets him rest by not pestering him. The cupcakes were fully ready almost, with little decorations of volleyball and chocolate frosting. Little sprinkles and a volleyball shaped cake in middle with blue and yellow icing that your daughter handpicked herself. You looked at the cakes that couldn’t be more perfect and anticipation bubbled inside you at the thought of Sunas reaction. By evening, the cakes were put up in the freezer to solidify the icings and next was Sunas arrival. You knew he would be a bit late so you both finished dinner by the time he came. As Suna stepped into the threshold of his home, his daughter exclaimed “Welcomeee” with a tinkling laugh that warmed Sunas heart. She gave him a hug that seeped all the fatigue from his body.

He headed to his room , freshened up and laid down a bit. Today had indeed seemed long. As he stared at the ceiling, his eyes drooped and the room filled with his deep breath and occasional snores.

Suddenly some shaking woke him up as he rubs his eyes to see his daughter sitting atop him with a toothy smile.

“Dada, wake up and come on” she said as she jumped a with enthusiasm.

“What’s up, little angel? Is it morning already?” he asks with a little raspy voice from sleep. His daughter seemed more close to him today and this made him exuberant. She slipped down to the floor from his lap and padded her way to the hallway. Suna followed suit. Light was spilling from the hallway as he proceeded there. His eyes popped open.

There you were, standing in middle, holding a tray full of cakes. A beautiful smile etched on your face. You daughter ran and picked up a cake and moved towards Suna. He picked her up and she fed him the cake.

“You know, she made his for you. Without any help.” you said. He took your hand and pulled you close to himself. You side hug him. Bringing your mouth close to his ears, you whisper,

“She loves you dearly, Rin. More than anything”

Suna was almost to the verge of tears as he hugs you and his daughter tightly. His little family.

“Alright, angel. Time for sweets. Mumma can compromise the sweet tooth today what say?” He says while nosing her cheek. She giggles in response.

“Okie, Dada.”

▪️Oikawa (4 years old):

Oikawa had a busy schedule. Balancing his work life and personal life was not an easy feat. Not when you are a star volleyball player and also a husband and father of a 4 year old. His love for Volleyball was still the same. He was still the same. The undying passion driving him to overwork. You were there to keep him grounded but still there were days he would be busy from sunrise to sunset. At his own will.

It was a stifling hot time of July when he had woken up early for his practice. You were sleeping peacefully beside him. He got ready, kissed you on forehead. He passed his daughters room. Her hands above her head as she slept with her mouth open. He kissed her for a long time and departed, skipping breakfast. Forgetting amidst all the things that today was his birthday.

You had woken up shortly afterwards and seeing his absence, you felt a twinge of sadness for him. You were pretty sure he had forgotten his birthday today and you were right. Seeing him being this worked out induced something in you. You walked to you daughter to wake her up. You enthusiastically say,

“Princess, will you help me make a cake for dada? Wake up. Up. Up. Up.” you usher her as she sprang from her bed.

It was around midday when you guys started preparing the birthday cake. You decided to make it milkbread themed, seeing as its your daughters favourite too. Inheriting from her dad. You guys finished it around late afternoon and kept it frozen. Waiting for the setter to arrive home.

Meanwhile, Oikawa had visited gym, and was hoarded by tons of wishes and cheering. His mind suddenly clicking that it was his birthday. He remembers not meeting you nor his daughter and guilt crept up in him. He looks at his phone, you hadn’t called him today. Nor there were any messages from you.

He ponders whether you are angry or something. He wraps up the practice early and rushes to his home soon after evening.

He brings take away from his and your favourite restaurant as his treat and also a token of apology. He arrives home, which was empty. The kitchen was dark and so was the hallway. He gets a little nervous at this eerie silence. Soon this silence is cut off by the sweet Happy Birthday song coming from you and your daughter as you both hurtled yourselves in him. His face broke into a smile and he hugs you both. His daughter squealing in excitement at this joyous air. His insides were flooding with relief

“Daddy, daddy. I made cake with momma today.”

“Really? Did my princess grow up so big already?” he says while blowing raspberries in her bubbly cheek. She laughs in return and you chuckle at their antics.

You tug his hand to bring him to the living room and there it was,

Decorations hanging from ceiling and a “Happy Birthday Toru” banner hanging behind a table. The table had a cake which was designed as milkbread and little marshmallows in one bowl and surrounding the cake. His chest swelled in pride at what his daughter did for him.

Oikawa brings out his phones and starts clicking pictures of both the decorations and cake, small videos of his daughter and himself as he brags to the world, how amazing of a daughter he has. You stand in a corner as you mockingly exclaim,

“You know Toru, I helped too” smiling as he looks at you wide eyed. “no, its only daddy- daughter time, go away”. You scoff as he pulls you close to him.

“And world, this is my wife, who brought this little angel to life and gave me the best present ever”

You smile serenely at how content he looks after such a tiring day. He dives in for the cake with his daughter, as if he turned to the same age as her.

You look at them happily when Oikawa again broke the comfortable silence,

“Babe, I am thinking of taking a day off tomorrow and lets go somewhere for a drive and picnic, shall we? Its my treat” You lit up at his statement and exclaim exuberantly,

“Sure, Toru. God, I love you. I was about to say that. You have been working way too hard these days” you chirp up.

“Tomorrow it is then, but now lets eat the meal I bought”

The evening was pretty colorful for Toru.

▪️Iwaizumi (3 years old):

It has been 3 years since Iwaizumi Hajime became a father. And in these three years , he left no complain for anyone towards him, as a role of a Dad. He has been the amazing husband and even more amazing father you could have ever wished for your daughter. Spoiling her with everything, bringing gifts and chocolates. Being her play partner and taking part in pestering you together.

Amidst all the roles he plays, you realise he is not reverting back to the old Iwaizumi. The Iwaizumi who loved going out with his friends, no matter how irked he looked. The Iwaizumi who would go for random dates. The Iwaizumi who would binge watch Godzilla movies all day long , because that is replaced by Paw Petrol and dates converted to little tea parties your 3 year old daughter has. Not that it is something you and he complains about but understanding and knowing him inside out, you know, he misses those things somedays. You do too. He had been feeling down and this caught your attention. You felt dejected for him, wanting to do something to lift this heavy feeling from him.

And not to mention the increased added pressure his work now possess, often has him coming home and fall limp straight over you, snoring loudly. This was a similar night like this. His body was draped over you as he nuzzled in your neck and you were combing your hand through his hair. The epiphany suddenly hit you that tomorrow is Father’s Day. Well, today, as the clock stated its 12:30 a.m. Hajime had work even tomorrow and this was perfect for you to surprise him. You brought your phone close to you and saw a perfect cake for him. Even better, a perfect person to do this. You smile as you wrap yourself around him more securely and drift of to sleep.

The next morning, Hajime kissed you and his daughter before going out.

“Bye, little mochi.” he said while leaving. You daughter continued playing as you crouch down before her and say,

“Wanna help me surprise daddy, mochi?” you say. You daughter eyes you curiously as you pick her up and head outside. As planned, you buy the ingredients and return home. Your daughter squealing happily at her moms new endeavor. You let her do the work and shoot a video of it for Hajime. Occasionally , ushering your daughter to say something to the camera, targeted for her dad.

Finally, some toddler disaster later, the cakes were perfectly baked and ready to present.

Hajime arrived that evening. You guys were sitting stiffly on the sofa, waiting for his arrival. He opens the door and finds you both hurtling towards him. A grin split into his face at this warm welcome. You guys take out the cake and bring it to Hajime, he sits on the table while placing your daughter in his lap. The video you shot earlier was being played. He looked at that in awe as he saw his daughter mentions him often, saying.

“For you, dadaa” she chirps up.

You can see Hajimes eyes welling up as he holds his little girl more firmly in his grasp. You put your head against his shoulders. As the video ended, you mumble,

“How was it Hajime? He remains silent. Just holding on to his little girl and watching the baked coconut cake. His face set into a line of happiness as he interlocks one of his hands with yours and say,

“I am beyond lucky to have you both, my love”

“No, Hajime. We are lucky to get you in our life. So to show how much we appreciate you holding onto us, we are giving you a full free day with your friends. I know coach will agree on one day leave. Also, Oikawa is in town as well.”

He looks at you. Awe mixed with incredulity at your actions. He leans over to kiss you passionately.

"I would spend ny days with you two, babe" he says as his daughter now tries to feed him the cake.

"No Haji. Tomorrow is your day. Please spend this to your hearts content and be a youngster again. You'll have the whole life to be a dad, you know."

“And you wonder why you are the best wife on this entire fucking planet?”

“Haji, your daughter is right in front of you, you know” you mumble against his lips as your daughter looks at both of you with doe eyes. Curious on what her dad says.

You guys laugh at her expression before devouring on the delicious cake.

A perfect little bubble of happiness enclosing you three.

Reblogs are highly appreciated

Thanks for reading.

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rin-eko · 3 years

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Dad’s Best Friend - Iwaizumi Hajime (NSFW)

Written for @sugawara-sweetheart ‘s decadence collab

Warnings/tags: pwp, innocent!reader, loss of virginity, cursing, age gap, breeding kink, unprotected sex, explicit photography

Summary: Iwaizumi wants a piece of you, the only problem is that you’re his friend’s eighteen year old daughter.

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You knew what you were doing.

You had to know what you were doing.

There was just no possible way you were that naïve. That innocent, as to not know what you were doing to him.

Iwaizumi let out a groan, running his hands down his face as his body slumped in the kitchen chair, head down. You peered over your shoulder from where you were bent over, fishing through the bottom of the fridge for dinner ingredients.

“You okay, Iwa?”

No, he was not okay. He wasn’t okay when you were constantly prancing around the house in the tiniest, tightest pair of shorts, smooth legs on display. He wasn’t okay when you woke up in the morning and greeted him in the kitchen, nothing but a loose shirt covering your bare body.

And he wasn’t okay now, with you bent over in the shortest skirt, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of your plain white underwear.

Such a fucking tease. He wanted to bend you over and spank you for turning him on when he was around your father.

“Fine,” he gritted, massaging his temples, eyes closed.

“How was your afternoon, baby girl?” your father asked from the seat beside Iwaizumi.

Iwaizumi’s heart fluttered when you beamed at your dad.

“It was so fun!” you squealed excitedly. “We went to the amusement park and had these churros in the shape of love hearts. They were super cute! And then we went on some rides and my hair got messed up on the rollercoaster…” you pouted.

Iwaizumi’s jaw clenched. You sounded so innocent. It reminded him that you were barely an adult. Only just eighteen.

And then those filthy thoughts he had started having about you ever since he saw you again chimed in.

Perfect age for a baby.

He stood up when he felt his cock begin to rise in his sweatpants. “Gonna go have a quick shower,” he muttered.

“Dinner will be ready by the time you’re out,” you told him.

He nodded his thanks, rushing out of the room before the situation in his pants got any worse.

Underneath the cold spray of water, his big hand wrapped around his cock, stroking up and down as he thought back to the previous day.

You had been doing yoga in the living room and he could see the outline of your pussy through the tiny exercise shorts you wore. Every pose you bent into showed off your breasts and ass, and he was ashamed to admit he kept making up excuses in his mind for reasons why he needed to cross the living room.

He squeezed his cock harder as he thought about what he would have liked to do to you. He imagined pulling those tight shorts down and spreading your legs to show him your wet pussy, just ready to be filled by a nice fat cock.

It didn’t take him long to cum, not when all he could think of was your young, fertile body and how good it would look filled with his seed.

He cursed as his cum splashed over his abs, the high fading only to be replaced by guilt.

This had become his nightly routine ever since he saw you again, and it was fucked up.

He had known you since you were born, for fuck’s sake. Back when he and your father were only in their twenties. He had practically been a second dad to you throughout your childhood.

But when you had hit your early teenage years, he started travelling more for work and very rarely saw you. In fact, it had been a few years since the last time the two of you saw each other up until a month ago. Now, he had returned for good and was staying with you and your dad while looking for a place.

The first thing he noticed about you was how much you had changed. In ways that made Iwaizumi’s thoughts completely obscene whenever you were around him. Your body was no longer that of a girl, but of a woman. Your chest had grown, your curves showing. Iwaizumi found himself wanting to run his tongue and hands all down those curves, exploring every inch of your body.

You seemed completely oblivious to his inner turmoil, going by the way you acted like everything was completely normal. You treated him almost the same way you treated your own father.

Almost.

There were certain times when he could have sworn his feelings were mutual. Times when your body would brush against his as the two of you went about your morning around the kitchen. He could feel your body tense up for a moment, breath hitching in your throat, eyes wide and innocent.

Or when you’d be baking desserts and get some icing on your lips. Iwaizumi would point it out to you- fighting the urge to lick it off himself- and you’d slowly run your tongue over your soft lips in the most tantalizingly innocent display.

“All gone?” you’d tilt your head, staring up at him innocently as if he wasn’t making a tent in his pants.

Surely you couldn’t be that naive. Girls like you- cute, innocent little babies- had guys chasing after them all the time. There was no way you hadn’t been with a man before or you didn’t know what you were doing to him. But your mannerisms and the way you blushed at almost anything screamed ‘virgin’ to him.

Iwaizumi cursed himself as he made his way back downstairs for dinner. He was your father’s closest friend. Your dad trusted you with him. If your father knew the thoughts that were going through Iwaizumi’s head, he’d likely never let you see him again. And for some reason, that made Iwaizumi’s chest feel tight.

He had to restrain his urges.

But then he rounded the corner to the dining room, only to see you placing two steaming dishes of food on the table, a cute frilly apron wrapped around your waist.

You looked up at him. “Oh, you’re out. Dad had to be called into work late. Apparently there was an emergency in his work building.”

You looked nervous, head bowed down, hands twisting in front of you.

Iwaizumi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It really wasn’t a good idea for the two of you to be alone, especially not when you looked like every fantasy of his come to life. He could clearly imagine coming home to you in the future, your belly swollen underneath an apron, greeting him with those cute little smiles and welcoming lips.

“But, um, dinner is ready, if you still want to eat,” you piped up again, voice a bit shaky.

Iwaizumi nodded, taking a seat in front of one plate. You stayed standing, hands fiddling. He glanced up at you.

“You okay?”

A pink hue spread across your nose and cheekbones. “Yes, don’t worry, I’m okay.”

Iwaizumi nodded and began eating, oblivious to your inner thoughts.

As soon as your father had left, you had gotten nervous. You were nervous every time it was just you and Iwa in the house.

He didn’t know it, but you had had a crush on him since you were little and seeing him after so many years hadn’t taken it away.

You hadn’t ever been with a man before, but even if you had, you got the feeling that they would be nothing compared to Iwaizumi. He was so much mature than all the childish boys you went to college with. The ones who tried to lure you into their bed with cheesy pickup lines and drunken smiles.

You had started to wonder whether something was wrong with you. Whether you just didn’t find the idea of sex appealing. But as soon as you had seen Iwa again after his years away, your heart had started to beat faster, palms sweating, panties dampening.

He looked so solid, his muscles hard and built. He looked older, more mature, but it didn’t take away from his beauty. And definitely didn’t take away the fact that you wanted his fingers to bury themselves inside you.

It was all you thought about. Your innocent mind had been corrupted by dirty thoughts of the older male. Late at night, you small fingers would be buried inside your tight cunt, desperately trying to chase a high that you somehow knew would only be granted by him.

You felt more pent-up and needy than you ever had before, hardly able to focus on anything but how it would feel to have his body rut into yours.

After dinner, you suggested that the two of you watch a movie, wanting to be close to him for longer. Usually when it was just the two of you in the house, he’d shut himself in his room like some moody teenager.

He looked about ready to decline, but at the sight of your puppy dog face, he immediately caved, making you squeal in excitement.

“Yay! I’ll put it on,” you skipped over to the TV.

“Did your dad say when he’d be home?” Iwaizumi asked from his seat on the couch.

You plonked down a couple of feet away from him, legs tucked into your chest as the movie started playing.

“Hmm, he’ll probably just stay at his place in his office since it’s late and it’s a pretty long drive.”

Iwaizumi tensed at that, ready to flee to his room when he suddenly felt you lean your head against his shoulder, legs slinging across his lap.

“m cold,” you mumbled, burying your head in the crook of his neck and making him sweat.

“Y/n… I’ll go get you a blanket. We shouldn’t be sitting like this,” he said, touching your legs to move them.

“Why not?” you gripped his shirt in your fist, looking up at him with big eyes. You couldn’t help wanting to be close to him. You felt so warm and safe whenever he was around.

“Because it’s inappropriate.”

“I always used to sit on your lap. I remember that,” you point out, moving even closer to him so that you were practically sitting on his lap.

“You were five. You’re much older now.”

“So?”

“So…” he took a deep breath and you noticed his fists clenched by his sides.

You suddenly became very aware of the hardness under you, the thick tension-filled air in the room, the way his throat moved when he swallowed.

“Iwa?” you blinked up at him, wriggling around a bit.

“Fuck, stop,” he gripped your hips firmly.

“But it feels… good,” you moved again, hips rocking as tension filled your lower belly.

Iwaizumi’s grip on your hips tightened, eyes dipping down to where you skirt had ridden up, your panty-covered pussy pressed to the fabric of his sweatpants.

“Yeah, I’m sure it does, sweetheart, but we can’t do this.”

You moved without thinking, your body naturally searching for a way to relieve the tension building inside you. You swung one leg over his waist so you were straddling him, hands gripping his shoulders as you tentatively rocked your hips again.

“Do what, Iwa?” you gazed at him, plush lips parted, light breath escaping them.

His eyes widened. You were too innocent. He couldn’t touch you. You were completely off limits.

But your faces were so close, and he had unconsciously started guiding your hips’ rocking motions so you were grinding your pussy directly over his hard cock.

“Iwa,” you whined, starting to move faster. He could see the neediness in your eyes, feel your wetness through his pants. You were soaking, leaving your panties drenched and a visible wet spot on his sweatpants.

All rationale thought seemed to fly out the window as he saw how pent-up you were. How clueless you were about making yourself feel good. You looked so pretty sitting on top of him, chasing after something you had never felt before. It would be cruel not to help you…

Fuck it, he thought, gripping the back of your head and brining your lips together.

You gasped into the kiss, allowing him to push his tongue into your mouth and taste you.

“You wanna feel good, pretty girl?” he mumbled against your lips. “Want me to make you feel good?”

You shuddered in his arms, nodding as your arms wound around his neck, head tucked in his shoulder to hide your shyness.

He chuckled at how bashful you were, stroking your back soothingly and ducking his head to speak in your ear. “Let’s go upstairs, yeah?”

You nodded, tightening your grip on him.

I’m going to hell, he thought as he carried you up the stairs and to his bedroom. But still, he couldn’t find it in him to stop. Any thoughts of the consequences to his actions flew away as soon as he had kissed you.

You giggled when you bounced a few times on the bed after he dumped you on it, making his eyes soften.

Why does it have to be her? He thought to himself. Why is she the one that makes my heart beat like this?

He covered your body with his bigger one, gripping your jaw as he kissed you again, licking into your mouth. Your small hands rested on his shoulders, tongue tentatively peeking out to touch his.

He pulled back to look at you, taking in your flushed face and wet lips, light pants escaping you.

“Do you know what we’re doing?” he murmured, kissing down your neck. “Do you know what happens between a man and woman?”

Your breaths increased, grip on him tightening. “I-I think so…”

He gently bit your earlobe. “Have you ever had a man before?” His hand travelled down your stomach to cup your clothed sex. “Has this pussy ever taken anyone?”

Your eyes squeezed shut, hand covering your mouth to hide your moan. “N-No.”

“You’re a virgin?”

You nodded.

It shouldn’t have turned him on, but Iwaizumi felt himself growing even more aroused at your shy admission, his need to stake his claim on you beating through him.

“Fuck, baby, I want to see,” he groaned, kneeling up between your legs. “Can I take this off?” he tugged at your skirt.

Despite your body being in a total frenzy, you nodded, feeling more aroused than ever before. Every place he touched had goosebumps breaking out.

“Oh baby,” he cooed, “Look how wet you are.”

You jolted as he ran a finger down your damp underwear, finger rubbing your clit a few times quickly. He moved to lie between your legs, face in line with your cunt.

You were shaking, your only comfort lying in the touch of his large, firm hands caressing your thighs in warm strokes before gripping the waistband of your panties and dragging them down your legs.

Your legs involuntarily try to slam shut at the first touch of his fingers on your bare pussy, making him look up at you in warning.

“Stay still. Can you be a good girl and stay still for me?”

“Y-Yes!” you cry out, desperate to please him and have him touch you more.

With that, he spread your legs further, the delicate folds of your pussy parting to show him everything. He spread your labia with his thumbs, gazing at your tiny hole.

“Fuck, baby, look at you,” his fingertip lightly dipped into your entrance, feeling how wet you were.

“Iwa,” you whimpered, gripping the sheets beside you.

“You want me to take this?” he looked up at you. “Want me to get this cherry popped and make you a woman?”

You were feeling so vulnerable. Even more so at his prying questions. Still, you didn’t feel unsafe, so you shyly nodded, cheeks red.

Sensing how exposed you must feel, especially for your first time being touched like this, Iwaizumi crawled back up your body, resting his weight on you as he kissed you again.

“My good girl,” he mumbled, making you moan against his lips. You relished the thought of being his good girl. Of being completely his in every way possible.

“You feelin okay?” he pulled back. You nodded, smiling sweetly up at him. You didn’t know what was going to come, but you felt completely comfortable under him, trusting him to do what you both needed him to.

“Let’s get this off, pretty girl,” he helped you sit up and remove your shirt, reaching behind you to unclasp your lacy white bra and letting your boobs bounce free.

You immediately tried to cover your chest, the cold and insecurity biting at your skin. No one had ever seen you naked like this before, and you wanted him to like what he saw.

“Baby, don’t hide from me,” he mumbled, kissing your lips and pulling your arms down from your chest. “You’re so beautiful. Let me see you.��

“B-But y-you still have clothes on,” you muttered shyly. His eyebrows raised.

“You want me to take my clothes off, is that it?”

You nodded, chewing your bottom lip nervously.

He easily pulled his shirt off, chuckling as your eyes widened on his toned upper body.

“You’re so handsome, Iwa,” you swooned.

“Is that right?” he was teasing you, but in reality he loved the look in your eyes. How in awe you were with him.

He pushes you back down on the bed, his hands filling with your breasts as his fingers massage the flesh and tweak your nipples, head ducking down to suck one into his mouth.

“Such pretty tits,” he groans. “I want to suck them when they’re filled with milk.”

He hadn’t meant to let that last part out, but by the way your hands tighten in his hair, your moans increasing, you like the sound of his words.

“m going to taste you here, too,” his fingers slide through your wetness, rubbing your slit and making your hips rise off the bed.

“T-Taste me?” you blink up at him.

So fucking innocent.

“Yeah, baby, gonna eat your pussy.”

Your eyes widened, making him smirk.

“You want me to lick you here?”

“P-People do that?”

He almost groans at how naïve you are. He can’t wait to teach you everything there is to know about giving and receiving pleasure.

“Yes. One day I’ll get you to suck my cock as well.”

You face turns red at that. You glance away. “I-I don’t know how…”

“Don’t worry,” he squeezes your thigh. “I’ll teach you. But for now, I want to taste you.”

He notices you shivering in anticipation when his mouth lines up with your pussy, notices how you desperately fist the sheets beneath you. It’s all a sign of how new you are to all of this, and he’s never been more turned on. He never thought this would actually be able to happen between the two of you, and now that it is he’s going to make the most of every moment.

You gasp at the first touch of his tongue on you, one hand flying to grip his hair, the other covering your mouth.

He glances up at you as his tongue swirls around your clit. “Don’t hide your noises from me. I want to hear them,” he murmurs. Your hand hesitantly removes itself, resting on Iwa’s shoulder instead.

Then he dives in, tongue licking your entrance as his thumb massages your clit, one hand holding your thigh to the side so you can’t close your legs when the pleasure gets too much.

“Oh my god,” you moan. “Iwa, Iwa, it feels so good…”

He can’t help the ego boost he gets at the thoughts that he’s the one making you feel this good, and for your first time.

“You taste so fucking good,” he groans, lips wet as he pulls away.

“Don’t stop!” you immediately cry out, gripping his hair roughly, mind blank to anything other than him and the pleasure he’s delivering to you.

“I’m not going to,” he soothes, stroking your thigh. “Relax, pretty girl.”

You whimper, hips wriggling as you seek more friction. He gently brings a finger to your entrance, slowly pushing it inside as to not hurt you.

Still, it’s a tight fit, especially with how long and thick his fingers are, and when he gazes up at you he sees your moans have quietened, your face in a tiny frown.

“Doing so well, baby,” he coos. “Do you ever touch yourself, pretty girl?”

Your chest rises and falls rapidly, pants escaping you. “I- Sometimes. I-I’ve tried but it never really w-works.”

“Sh-it,” he groans, resting his head on you. “I want to see you touch yourself. I’ll have to teach you how sometime soon.”

“S-Soon?” you croak. “So this will be happening again?”

He focuses on your face at that, sees the tiny bit of insecurity you’re trying not to show. He realizes that you must think this is just a one-time thing for him.

“Pretty girl, look at me.”

You prop yourself up on your elbows so you can see his face. His eyes, though clouded with arousal, still shine earnestly.

“This isn’t just a one-time thing for me, okay? God knows we shouldn’t be doing this…” he mutters quietly, “…and we can talk about it more tomorrow, but I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. We’ll figure it out.”

“Okay.” The blind trust you have in him astounds him, or maybe you’re just so turned on you barely paid attention to his words. Either way, he gets back to work on eating you out, slowly inserting another finger to stretch you in preparation for his cock.

Your hips jolt when he curls his fingers inside you, core clenching around his digits as your moans increase.

“Iwa, I’m gonna, I’m gonna…”

You have no idea.

He grins. “You gonna cum for me, baby? Gonna come all over my fingers?”

His movements don’t cease, and when his mouth sucks your clit faster, you’re helpless to stop yourself from falling over the edge. You shake as your orgasm crashes through you, grinding down in Iwa’s face and riding his fingers.

You cry out his name, hands buried in his hair as your thighs tremble from the aftershocks of intense pleasure.

He presses a kiss to your pussy before crawling back up your body. “How was that, baby?”

“s so good,” your mumble, eyes drooping sleepily.

“Think you can take my cock now?” Iwaizumi almost groans in relief as he removes his sweatpants and his cock springs free, slapping against his abdomen.

Your eyes blow out at the sight of how long and thick he is, the tip dark pink and dribbling precum.

“I don’t know…”

“Don’t worry, baby, it’ll fit,” he teases, and relishes in the sound of your soft giggles.

He covers you with his body once more, head ducking down to kiss your neck.

“I’m not gonna use protection. You okay with that, baby?” he murmurs.

You slowly nod. “Y-Yes.”

“You sure?” he pulls back to balance himself over you, face staring intently down at yours. “You understand that means there’s a chance I could get you pregnant?”

“I-I know,” you murmur. He scrutinizes your expression for a moment- the way your thighs rub together, cheeks flushing- before smirking devilishly.

“Does that turn you on, pretty girl? The thought of me getting you pregnant?” Because it turns him on. The thought of you filled with a baby he put there makes his cock drool more precum, makes his balls feel heavy. Your body is so young and ripe and ready for breeding. He wants nothing more than to fill you with his seed over and over and over again.

Jesus, it was bad enough lusting over his best friend’s young daughter, but wanting to get her pregnant? Hell may even be too good for him.

You whimper, legs squeezing together in anticipation, making him chuckle.

“Okay you impatient little thing, you ready?” he taps your clit with his cock a few times before sliding it down your wetness to your entrance.

“Yes, please, Iwa. I want you so much,” you moan, gripping his back to pull him as close to you as possible. You are a little nervous because there’s no way it’s not going to hurt because of his size. But he kisses you soothingly, lining his cock to your entrance and pushing the tip in.

“Aah!” you cry out when he keeps pressing in, the pressure unbelievable as your body struggles to accommodate him.

“Hurts, hurts, hurts,” you cry, little tears forming at the corners of your eyes.

“Shh, baby, you’re doin so well for me, m gonna make you feel so good,” he coos, gripping your legs to throw them over his shoulders so he can push in even deeper.

A light sheen of sweat covers your body as you pant in effort to relax and take him, face in a grimace as he somehow pushes into you even further.

“Here, baby, suck on my fingers,” he puts his hand up to your mouth, letting you grip his forearm and suck on two of his fingers to distract yourself. The sight is so innocent, he can’t help the way his hips jerk, thrusting fully into you and making you sob around his fingers, nails biting into his arm.

“Shit, ‘m sorry, baby. Fuck… you’re so tight,” he groans.

“Are you all the way inside?” you mumble around his fingers.

“Yeah, baby, I’m all the way in. How’re you feelin, pretty girl?”

“G-Good, I think.”

“You’re such a good girl for me. I’m gonna move now, okay? You gonna be good for me so I can get off?”

“Y-Yes.”

“That’s my girl.”

You shudder at his praise, determined to take him better than anyone he’s ever been with before.

And you are. The feel of your warm, wet, tight walls enveloping him makes his head spin. It’s only your first time, but he can’t help the way his thrusts grows rougher, cock tunneling in and out of your pussy.

You look uncomfortable for a few minutes, but when he starts hitting that spot deep inside you, your eyes go wide, lips gasping, moans incoherent as your pussy clenches around his length and pleasure overtakes you once more.

“C-Can you go faster, Iwa?” you ask.

“Needy baby,” he murmurs. “I was trying to slow down for you, but you’re a big girl now, aren’t you? Think you can take me properly?”

“Y-Yes! Wanna make you feel good, too,” you mumble shyly.

“You are, pretty girl,” he groans. “Your little pussy is so fucking good, god…”

“I think I’m gonna…”

“You gonna come again, baby?” he growls, head buried in the crook of your neck, warm breath panting over you.

You nod, eyes closed in pleasure, back arching as you moan his name.

He reaches between your bodies to rub your clit, guiding you over the edge once more.

You cry out his name, cunt spasming around his cock as your wetness drenches him.

“Fuck,” he curses. Before you can blink, he’s pulling out of you and flipping you over, lifting your hips up and sliding back into you.

“Iwa!” you yelp at the rough treatment, hands fisting the pillow your head is pressed against. The new angle makes your mind float into a haze, one of Iwaizumi’s hands buried in your hair, the other gripping your ass.

“You’re doing so well to take me like this, I’m so close,” he grunts, balls slapping against your skin as he fucks into you even faster.

“I’m gonna fill you with my seed. Get your body nice and pregnant. You’d look so good filled with my baby, fuck…”

Your whimpers are muffled into the pillow. All you can do is lie there and take it as his hips slam into you, halting as he lets out a long groan and you feel his warm cum release inside you, coating your insides until you can feel it leaking out of you, dripping onto the bed beneath you.

He moans your name, hand stroking down your damp back. He pushes his cock into you once more before pulling out, watching your pussy clench and a gush of his cum come out. You whimper, feeling exhausted and sleepy.

“Oh, baby, look at you,” he groans. “Keep your hips up for me, okay? I want to commemorate this.”

“H-How?” you glance over your shoulder at his grabbing his phone from the bedside table.

“I’m taking a photo.”

“Iwa, no! What if someone sees it?”

His expression darkens. “You really think I’d ever let another person see you like this? I’ll kill them.”

Your eyes widen at the possessiveness in his gaze and voice, nodding your consent to the picture slowly.

His expression softens. “If you really don’t want me to, I won’t take a picture.”

Your heart flutters. “No, it’s okay. I trust you.”

His heart swells. “Fuck, you’ll be the death of me,” he leans over to pepper your face with kisses, making you giggle.

He goes to sit behind you again, raising his phone camera to take a picture of your swollen pussy, dripping with his cum, everything on display.

“Fuck, I’m never gonna get any work done knowing I can look at this whenever I want,” he says, hot gaze on the photo. You giggle.

“I wouldn’t mind that. We could just stay in bed doing what we just did forever.”

He pounces on you, lips kissing all down your neck and back, hands tickling your sides.

“Don’t tempt me. I might just take you up on that offer, pretty girl.”

Once Iwa takes note of how tired you are, it doesn’t take him long to cover you in blankets while he goes to the bathroom to run a hot bath for the two of you. He knows there’s no way you’re going to be able to walk on your own, so he takes it upon himself to scoop you into his arms and carry you to the bath, smiling at your softly mumbled ‘thank you’.

In the warm water, you lean back against his chest, feeling safe and content as he wraps his arms around you and murmurs softly in your ear, hands massaging your shoulders as he promises he will sort everything out tomorrow, and that he’ll always take care of you.

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saintobio · 3 years

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underground fight club. (final)

↳ iwaizumi hajime x f!reader

summary: gym trainer by day, underground fighter by night—Hajime Iwaizumi gives you a front row access to Tokyo’s biggest underground fight club after setting his eyes on you as his shiny new toy. little does he know, you’re there to infiltrate the illegal underground fighting scene with another purpose in mind.

genre: angst, smut, underground fighter au, 18+

warnings: profanity, violence, mentions of human trafficking (just discussing a criminal case), suggestive, some angst and yearning

a/n: the final chapter is here bye i’m crying — no but rly, thanks so much for supporting this series. this is by far my most popular series and i’m so genuinely thankful for everyone’s love 🥺 until the next one !!

part eleven <- masterlist

1 YEAR LATER

Hajime’s dad passed away.

At least, that was the last news you’ve heard about him according to Becca. It has been a year since you last saw Iwaizumi after he flew back to California and left you with a broken heart that still hasn’t healed for the past year. It was difficult to move on because everything reminded you of him. You remember him whenever you see the tattoo on your hip, you remember him when you see UFC fights on tv, you remember him every time you lay in bed at night hoping to feel his warm embrace. You missed his wood sage and sea salt scent that always lingered through your nostrils. You missed tracing the tattoos on his body—the tiger on his chest, the ‘no mercy’ kanji on his rib, or the snake on his forearm. You missed kissing his soft lips, having him dominate you and make you feel divine with the way he desired you.

With Hajime gone, you were lonely.

You’ve come into a conclusion that he did love you and that the only reason he had to leave was because he needed to be with his dad which was a decision you respected. Oikawa actually confirmed this after you spent weeks crying about his best friend’s sudden departure. However, considering the pain that he was going through made you feel awful and selfish because he went through a lot and it was sad that you couldn’t even be there for him at his lowest. You knew how much he loved his dad and the fact that he lost him 2 months after he came back to California must have shattered his already-vulnerable heart.

You had no idea how he was coping by himself but it had been a year now and he never once returned to Japan which meant that he was most likely starting a new life in America that, devastatingly, no longer included you. You weren’t going to sugarcoat and say it was okay—it wasn’t. You were broken but so was he, and at least even if he was going through a tough period, he had his mom and sister by his side. Although eventually, you learned to accept that he may never return to see you again so you had to go back to your boring old life prior to Iwaizumi. Except, this time, you were still intact with his circle of friends.

It was crazy to believe how you were actually still very close with them despite the betrayal you’ve showed from a year ago. You’ve done your utmost effort to apologize to them as time heals and they gave you a second chance to still be a part of their circle, minus the undercover situation, to simply act as you. They claimed that they could never get truly mad at you because you were only doing your job and they did feel the genuineness you showed towards them. Somehow, it was also Iwaizumi’s last request for them to accept you back in their lives should you wish to still be around them. Becca treated you like a real sister, Oikawa would often check on you, while the others would casually invite you over whenever they had plans. You were truly seen by them as family.

Just like tonight, after you’ve just closed another undercover assignment, you found yourself spending your Friday night at Oikawa’s house as he invited you over for a party with only his closest circle.

The reason why you loved being around them was because they reminded you heavily of Iwaizumi. Seeing them made you feel like he was still around and you were comforted at the thought that you could hold on to a piece of him despite of his absence. He may be a thousand miles away, but hearing about him from his friends filled the abyss he left in your heart. You were contented with the slightest crumbs you were indirectly receiving from him through his friends.

“There she is,” Becca acknowledged your arrival with a smile as you walked further to Oikawa’s poolside lounge where the clique always hung out. The others were happy to greet you and even offered you some drinks. “Hey, chill out with the drinks. She just arrived!”

You released a silent chuckle when Kuroo handed you a red cup. “It’s okay,” you told Becca before turning to Tetsurou, “Is this beer?”

The guy shook his head in response just as Bokuto appeared next to him with an arm around his shoulder, “Why do you hate beer so much? It’s good.”

You scrunched your nose and sipped from the red cup. It’s vodka, you silently thanked. “I don’t like the taste of beer. You guys know that.”

After your little alcohol discourse with the two, you later found your spot on the seat next to Oikawa while the guy was busy arguing with Hanamaki about who got laid the most for the past week. Apparently, you learned that Hanamaki was ‘bedding Oikawa’s bitches’ because the latter was too busy waiting around for that girl from the SWAT team that he seemingly was still trying to pursue.

What he didn’t know was how the girl actually liked Tobio based from what you have observed lately. It was painfully obvious. They’ve been in the same unit for a year now and you could see how they have gotten closer. You even wondered why they still weren’t dating, but every time you asked Tobio, he’d wave it off and say he wasn’t ready.

“How’s the last undercover stuff, Y/N?” Issei curiously inquired just as Becca situated herself on her boyfriend’s lap.

You leaned back and started your little story time, “It’s tiring but fun. I went undercover as a bartender for this club and we tracked down a serious case of sex trafficking in there. It was another successful raid.”

“Sick,” Hanamaki commented, looking genuinely impressed before he gestured towards Oikawa. “You should keep an eye on this pimp, too.”

“Shut the fuck up before I make you,” Tooru retorted.

Hanamaki grimaced at the guy’s choice of words, “Dude, that sounded wrong.”

With Bokuto and Kuroo sniggering on the side, you joined and watched how another round of childish arguments went on between Oikawa and Makki until Becca snatched your attention away.

“Your job’s like so cool, though,” she noted, approving the idea in her mind with the way she bobbed her head. “I think you’re literally perfect for it. Like, I know I got mad before when you went undercover on us but to think about it now, it’s because you were actually pretty convincing.”

Issei agreed, “For real. I never would’ve thought ‘til I saw you fight with Gia.”

Of course, that was one of your dumbest moves. “Yeah, well,” you trailed off to take another sip, “Haji thinks I was pretty stupid. He’s a lot smarter than I thought and he had everything calculated.”

It was true. You’ve never dealt with anyone like Hajime before and that was what made your undercover assignment with him one of the toughest and most memorable. Sure, it brought you a lot of pain, but it also led you to him.

“Iwa’s really fucking smart,” Kuroo chimed in. “That’s why he’s undefeated inside the octagon. He uses his brain, unlike someone...”

Bokuto and Oikawa both reacted against it and it made the rest of you laugh. Kuroo didn’t even drop names but they were fast to defend themselves as if the guy just stepped on their precious pride. Moments like these reminded you of how fun it was to forget about your hectic job for awhile and be around carefree people like them. If Hajime was still here, you were certain he’d be laughing along—apart from the constant kisses or his arm traveling around your waist. It might be repetitive to say but you missed the guy so terribly.

“I heard Iwa does underground fights in Irvine,” Hanamaki said which immediately took all of your attention. You had no idea he still did fights but this was news to you and Makki seemed to have noticed how your head perked up at the mere mention of his name, “California is home to many underground fight clubs, Y/N. Pretty sure he’s well known around there.”

You turned to Oikawa for confirmation since he was the one who had contact with his best friend, “Tooru, is that true? He still does fights?”

Oikawa nodded with a proud, smug face. “Hell yeah, he does. He said fighters in Japan are no match for those California dudes.” Suddenly, as Oikawa observed your full interest at the conversation, he decided it was amusing to tease you about it. “Why so curious, Y/N-chan? You still think about him?”

“N-No,” you denied to save face, “I’m just surprised he still does fights.”

“So you don’t think about him?”

“No. I mean, yes I don’t think about him.”

Your denial only made him snicker, “Really? Since you don’t think about him, you don’t mind knowing that he’s actually dating someone?” he asked, watching your emotions closely, “He showed me his new girlfriend and she’s fit as fuck. He’s really in love with her, too.”

Wow. Your heart stung. That stupid piece of vital organ caged inside your chest felt like it was being squeezed very painfully but you tried your utmost best not to show how hurt and affected you were. It has been a year and there was no sign of Hajime coming back. Did you really expect that he’d wait around for you? Of course he’d fucking find someone new. You weren’t the only girl in the world and you were surely easy to forget about. He was probably very happy with his new girl and that was the reason why he never bothered to return anymore. He found his life with her.

“Good for him,” you silently responded, forcing a smile.

The corner of Oikawa’s lips soon lifted into a smirk, “I can totally hear the pain in your voice.”

And as you were about to reply, Becca already threw an empty cup towards the guy’s head. “Stop messing with her. Iwa’s gonna fucking kill you if he was here.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you immediately clarified, albeit hurting inside, “Really, I-I couldn’t be more glad that he’s seeing someone new.”

Maybe it’s time for me to find someone new, too.

You caught how Bokuto and Kuroo shared glances at each other with a knowing smile while Becca was gesturing for Oikawa to shut up. Whether they were trying to protect your feelings or not, you were somehow glad to know that Iwaizumi was able to love again. He deserved it after everything he went through when he was with you.

“Whatever, hey,” Oikawa called to cut you out of trance. “You’re gonna watch me next Friday, right?”

You suppressed a sigh and gave him a reassuring nod, “Yeah, I’m gonna watch and cheer for you.”

Although your heart was eating you inside, you managed to smile when he playfully pinched your nose, “Good, ‘cause I don’t want you to miss it.”

“No way, he’s dating someone new?”

You never expected Keiji to be shocked at the information you told him because it shouldn’t be surprising to know that Iwaizumi would end up getting a new girlfriend after a year of living in America. That place was his home after all. That was where he spent his college years on, so you assumed that he had many friends and perhaps girls that surrounded him.

As for you, you were just alone. Technically, you were back to square one just like when your other ex-boyfriend left you, but the difference between your ex and Iwaizumi was how the latter’s absence hurt you ten times worse. You even ended up crying yourself to sleep that night at Oikawa’s party because you had to release the weight on your heart before it wrecked you. Knowing that Iwaizumi had found a new life with someone else was as brutally painful as a train bulldozing you at full speed.

“Yeah. It’s okay,” you lied, almost inaudibly. “I should start dating too, huh?”

Akaashi patted your back as the two of you walked towards the hallways on the way to Chief Director Matsuda’s office. “I think you should, but you don’t need to pressure yourself if you’re not ready.”

Frankly, the only thing that held you back was Hajime and the fact that no one really desired you the same way. “Guess so.”

By the time you reached your destination, you found Tobio and Alisa in the room swiveling on their chairs as they talked about the recent case and how it was finally closed. It wasn’t really a tough one, but the amount of poor women that were exploited in that nightclub really angered the shit out of you. How could men like those pigs exist in this world?

Your job may seem ‘exciting’ for others (according to Bokuto, he’d be like Jenko from 21 Jump Street if he was undercover), but in real life it was, in fact, very stressful. Not only were you required to be physically fit with exceptional analytical skills, you also ought to stomach seeing all sorts of criminals ranging from thieves to murderers and actually learn how to outsmart them.

“Hey, guys,” you greeted, taking your seat next to Alisa. You acknowledged Tobio with a nod and noticed that he was the only one who wasn’t in an office attire. “Are you still undercover or what?”

Tobio, with his feet on the table, gave a subtle shake of his head. “No, I just felt like wearing ripped jeans.”

“He’s trying to be MGK,” Keiji jeered which was followed by a scornful chuckle from Alisa.

“I’m not!” the sniper countered immediately. “I’m off duty. I’m not required to wear my uniform.” He then turned to your direction and brought up the recent case. “Is it true you shot the guy on the dick?”

“Wha—” Absurd, wherever he heard that. “I didn’t even fire the gun. I just aimed it at him.”

Alisa joined the conversation shortly, “We’re not allowed to shoot fleeing suspects like you do, Mr. SWAT. It takes a reasonably crucial situation before we can do that.”

“You guys suck,” Tobio commented, quickly raising his hands with a grin of mischief as you and Alisa threatened to throw the nearest object you two had on him. “Just kidding. Intelligence Agents are cool. Right, Keij?”

The investigator simply nodded, “They’re cool.”

“Oh, shut up. You guys totally think you’re better,” Alisa bitterly assumed while you were playfully agreeing next to her. What Alisa hated most were misogynistic men—it was already hard enough to gain some respect in the PSIA as women, so you understood where she was coming from.

The Chief Director later came in his office, even though it took him awhile to fully give his attention to the four of you because his secretary was busy trying to get him to sign documents left and right. If you thought your job was demanding, you could only think about this man right here. He was the very definition of workaholic.

“Alright,” he finally spoke as his secretary left the office, “Good job on the last case. Are we ready for the next one? I have another undercover assignment that I think you guys might be interested to participate in.”

Seriously.

“So soon?!” You didn’t mean to overreact but holy shit. You literally just closed a case and now another one was being assigned. “Chief, are these cases like infinite or what?”

The man found humor through your reaction but tried to calm you down before you lost it. “Agent Y/N, you don’t have to participate if you wish not to. I’m just proposing the new assignment as it might be of your interest. You’re gonna be high school students—”

“Shit, I’m in!” Tobio quickly raised his hand like a schoolboy causing the three of you to look at him questioningly. “What, high school’s fun. Think of all the house parties.”

Oh my god. “I knew it”

You almost laughed when the Chief Director looked at him in disapproval. “Officer Kageyama, if I catch you distributing alcohol to minors, I’ll arrest you myself.”

All three of you snorted while Tobio was being told off by the chief and you didn’t miss the scowl he sent you before he gave a salute to his superior. “Yessir.”

You’ve decided to pass up on the next assignment mainly because you knew going undercover as a high school student was a pain in the ass and you wanted to just simply do office works at the PSIA headquarters for the mean time. Alisa, on the other hand, would partake on the said case together with Kenma and Akaashi because Tobio had to work full time with the Tier 1 Special Assaults Team.

It was somehow a nice breath of fresh air to be able to take some time off of being undercover because you also wanted to spend more time with your other circle of friends outside your work. You could live working behind the scenes until you were ready to do undercover work again.

For now, Tobio was walking with you towards the foyer before he brought up a topic that he knew had been on your mind for days.

“He’s not coming back, huh?” he asked, despite knowing the answer to your question. “What’s your plan now?”

You realized that shrugging was the only option you had. “I don’t know. I guess I’ll just...try to forget.”

The words that left your mouth weren’t really convincing for Tobio because he was aware of just how much Iwaizumi meant to you and he said that seeing the guy surrender himself to the cops led him to believe that the love you two had for each other were real. But things change and people change, too. Iwaizumi was the first one to let go, so in your part, you had to learn how to do the same. For your sake, this time.

“You know I’m always here for you, right?” the six-foot tall man softly asked, seemingly very cautious of your vulnerability and strong emotions towards your ex.

He didn’t have to worry that much. It wasn’t anything you can’t handle—losing Hajime shouldn’t be the end of the world for you. “Thanks for being there, Tobio.”

As for him, he didn’t really accept gratitude in the form of words. Instead, he pulled you for a warm embrace, hugging you tightly to let you know that he was here for you and that he would always be. That was what true friends were for.

You were grateful, but as much as you enjoyed the comfort you received from his hug, you had to pull away the moment you saw the girl from his unit entering the lobby and immediately spotting you and Tobio enveloped around each other. You just didn’t want to give her the wrong impression and you hoped that she wouldn’t mistake it for something else. Or something more.

Too late, perhaps, because you saw the look of hurt in her eyes that she soon disregarded when she gave you a friendly smile. You returned the gesture and waved at her, patting Tobio’s shoulder so he could turn around to look at his girlfriend not-girlfriend.

Ironically, you saw so much yourself in her when you first got together with Hajime.

You weren’t one to break promises, so even if you were exhausted after a whole tedious day at work, you still ended up going to the fight club to watch Tooru’s fight.

Yes, the fight club. And no, not the illegal one that was demolished by the police from a year ago.

This new and modified fight club was rebuilt by Oikawa and Kuroo who both worked hard for the past 6 months just to bring it back. You were even involved throughout this whole fight club rebirth because they consulted you into knowing what was allowed and what wasn’t. With two consenting adults and registered fighters who wished to engage in mortal combat under a controlled setup—together with licensed medical personnels and official referees—the new underground fight club, by all means, was now legal.

It was Kuroo’s idea to open up a dojo out of the old arms depot where Oikawa previously stored and manufactured their guns before they moved to a larger warehouse and the latter was very much willing to have the old place be renovated into a new Tokyo Fight Night venue that was technically not so ‘underground’ anymore. Still, everyone was happy that they were finally able to step inside the octagon again without having to worry about cops raiding the place. The thrill to get caught was no longer there but this was better than nothing.

Invites were still strictly amongst fighters and closest friends only to avoid the attraction of locals who could potentially just bring harm to the already-heavily imposed set up. So far, for the past 3 months, none of the fighters have been brutally injured and the most they’d have were light bruises. Oikawa complained that it was becoming more of a spar than an actual fight but despite his multitude of complains, he knew that he would still abide by the new rules. Nonetheless, the vibe was the same. Coming inside the fight club reminded you of the very first time you came to the old one—where the smell of musk, leather, smoke, and sweat filled the place along with the loud music being played from the bass boosted system that somehow overpowered the loud cheers. It wasn’t as crowded, but still as rowdy per se and there was no gambling involved, just pure passion for the combative fighting in itself.

Soon as you walked in, the first one to greet you was Rampage himself who seemed like he just got out of an earlier fight. “Yo,” he bumped your fist with his bandaged ones. “You didn’t see me fight with Kuroo!”

He was slipping a black shirt on as you spoke, “I thought you said you’re gonna quit underground fighting since you’re going pro?” you asked, remembering that one time Bokuto told you that he registered to the Japan Boxing Commissions to start professional fights.

“This is just a practice zone for me, baby doll.” He simpered just before a lightly beaten Kuroo appeared next to you. The grey-haired guy was fast to give him attention by mocking him. “I didn’t even hit you that hard, motherfucker. You’re just acting hurt so you can have that hot nurse come to your aid.”

Boys. You chuckled with a small shake of the head, looking around the place to search for Oikawa until you did locate him climbing inside the octagon ring. You cheerfully called for his name and he ran in circles around the ring while looking at you with a peace sign. It didn’t take long until Hanamaki, Issei, and Becca walked to your side.

“He’s so fuckin’ excited to get his ass beat,” Makki ridiculed, nodding his head at the Capoeira fighter. “Watch him walk out of the octagon with a limp.”

You doubted that would happen because Oikawa was a really good fighter unless he was fighting against someone way better than him. “Uh, who’s he fighting today?” you inquired. “Don’t tell me it’s Atsumu again.”

God, the amount of times Tooru and Atsumu fought each other were ridiculous at this point. They were literally like what Muhammad Ali was to Joe Frazier. Or Pacquiao to Mayweather. They were taking their rivalry way, way too seriously.

Becca opened her mouth to respond but was essentially cut off as the lights turned dim with only the spotlight on the octagon and a familiar loud music suddenly reverberated throughout the warehouse.

At the first drop, you recognized the song being blasted as the Crank That Travis Barker version.

“Don’t tell me this trash thinks he’s gonna win against me!”

Impossible. There was no reason for your heart to ultimately take a halt after hearing that very familiar voice. It was hard to believe.

Everything fucking stopped—your mind, your heartbeat, your pulse, the time, the whole world itself, even your breathing had ceased to the point where your body seemed to no longer require any oxygen.

This must be some kind of a sick dream.

You failed to distinguish reality from imagination when you saw a silhouette of a man with a dragon tattoo on his back walking past you before climbing the ring like a fighter who was excited to ravage his opponent. Like a fighter who was a fucking beast inside the octagon.

Then and there, you wanted to burst out crying.

Shocked. Dazed. Overwhelmed. No word was perfect enough to describe the intensity of your emotions.

“Let’s go, Young Tiger!”

Iwaizumi momentarily turned around to acknowledge Becca with his infamous lopsided grin and you felt like your heart was going to explode. You lost all of your five senses at the sight of your one true love standing a few meters away from you. Here, now, at this very moment.

This couldn’t be fucking real.

“Becca,” you turned around to face her with glistening eyes and a shaky voice, “Y-You guys didn’t tell me he came back—”

A sad smile crept up to her face before she clung to your side comfortingly. “Sorry, babe. He didn’t want us to tell you yet.”

Good Lord. You had so many questions that you couldn’t formulate because your head was in utter discombobulation. Your whole body stiffened that you couldn’t really do much other than to have your wide eyes and parted mouth displayed across your visibly surprised face with the vividness of Iwaizumi’s figure looming over you as he stood in the octagon with Oikawa. Black shorts, red handwraps, tiger tattoo. You barely noticed the fight officially starting as infinite thoughts ran through your head in complete spirals.

Hajime had gotten more tan, almost sun-kissed, as he also lost some weight. His hair was now short cropped and while the silver earring from his ear was still there, the slit on his eyebrow was gone.

“Come at me, Iwa-chan!” Oikawa challenged, hustling around before throwing an Armada kick, following it up with a Queixada.

The Young Tiger merely scoffed as he dodged the attack by retaliating with a clinch. “Capoeira doesn’t work on me, dumbass.” You recognized those moves so well, you knew it so well and have seen it way too many times that you already figured that Iwaizumi would go for a takedown to grapple Oikawa into a submission.

However, Oikawa was fast to recover and deflect the Jiu Jitsu fighter with the knowledge that his best friend would be completely ruthless once he started performing BJJ skills. Inhale, exhale. You blinked thrice in the same second while thinking of how watching Hajime fighting an opponent inside the octagon felt like it was only yesterday.

“Breathe, Y/N.” Hearing Kuroo tease you, you got out of your benumbed stupor to see him and Bokuto wriggling their eyebrows at you.

You slowly shook your head in disbelief as you turned your attention back to the guy who claimed his territory in your heart and soul. Iwaizumi circled Oikawa around as he was looking for an opportunity to put him in a lock hold but the latter’s roundhouse kick to Young Tiger’s bare chest caused the former to lose some balance.

“Take that, Iwa-chan!” Oikawa jeered in triumph, sticking his tongue out at his best friend with his fists positioned for a defense. “¡Toma eso tú!”

Iwaizumi, who was clearly unbothered, casually stretched his neck. “I don’t speak Spanish.”

While you were still astounded by Iwaizumi’s presence, you managed to laugh along when Makki and Mattsun erupted into a guffaw. You only realized just how much you yearned to see this again—him, doing fights. Him, being cheered on by his friends. Him, simply being here.

Before you knew it, you were cupping your hands around your mouth, “Go Haji!”

You met his eyes for a fleeting moment and believed that the world took a pause so you could appreciate each other’s existence once again. All the longing, the pining, and the intense desire to hold each other again reflected from his eyes to yours. There was an inexplicable feeling inside of you when you finally had Hajime’s attention and how the corner of his lips stretched into the most genuine smile you’ve seen on him.

He must have forgotten that he was engaged in a fight because Oikawa’s foot flew towards his left hip. “Iwa-chan, don’t get distracted!”

Iwaizumi snapped out of his gaze and charged on his best friend, “As you wish.” Those simple three words had an underlying threat because he finally unleashed the exact reason why he was called the cold-blooded Young Tiger.

He was fast, aggressive, and hungry to kill. In a span of five seconds, he already grappled Oikawa against the cage and put him in a shoulder lock before they both fell on the padded ground. “N-No, no, no,” Oikawa humorously countered as panic ensued from him, but Iwaizumi couldn’t be stopped when he clinched him from the mount.

“It’s his fuckin’ guillotine!” Makki yelled, clapping his hands to cheer for him. “Choke the shit out of Oikawa!”

Becca, too, joined the claps of encouragement. “Looking sexy, Iwa!”

Had you really forgotten how actually freaking hot it was when Iwaizumi did his signature move? Although the guillotine choke was one of the most common BJJ submissions, seeing him perform the technique with such ease made you weak on the knees. Some of the girls inside the fight club even started squealing at the sight of his muscles flexing from his arms that were constricting Oikawa’s neck.

Hajime’s brows were furrowed as he placed the pressure points around his best friend’s windpipe while knowing full well that Tooru could never win against him once he had him in his favorite submission technique.

Truly. No one could.

Because when Oikawa finally tapped out to signal his lost, Hajime Iwaizumi was once again hailed undefeated.

There were only four fights every fight night because there were restrictions on how many fighters were allowed to participate unlike before where they just randomly threw in whoever wanted to fight. The difference from then and now was how some fighters would usually come home with a battered face or a broken rib, now barely anyone would shed blood or had heavy bruises on their faces after the fight.

For someone who worked together with the law enforcement, you were happy to see that safety became their priority.

Though you could hear Hajime complaining about the lack of thrill in it when the rest of you were walking towards the parking lot. He was a few steps ahead with Oikawa, Hanamaki, and Matsukawa while you were walking together with Becca closely behind.

You haven’t really gotten the chance to talk to your past lover since his fight with Oikawa ended because everyone else surrounded him and you didn’t have the courage to approach him after a year without communication. It was just surprisingly awkward. You didn’t know how much has changed within Iwaizumi but you were scared to know that the same man you fell in love with was gone.

And besides, he had a girlfriend. You no longer bear any sort of importance to him other than being part of his circle.

“Bro, fighters in LA are fucking bloodthirsty. I’m being for real,” Iwaizumi enthusiastically gushed in his flawless American accent, placing an arm around Oikawa’s shoulder with a grin. “Don’t get me started on San Fran.”

Oikawa slapped his back as they reached their cars. “Whatever, Cali boy! I don’t care who you faced off in the US of A but this Tooru from Argentina is gonna beat you to dirt next time.”

“You barely even got out of his grip. What makes you think you can win?” Issei commented on the side which allowed the brown-haired boy to send him a childish scowl singing, “Blah, blah.”

“It’s nice to have Iwa back, though,” Becca spoke just after you two stopped from your tracks to see them turn around. “We missed you a heck lot.”

The man, the love of your life, smiled glancing at you before looking at Becca. “Good to be back, too.”

There was no denying how different Iwaizumi had become, but in a good way. He just seemed... happier. His face was free of any sadness, or resentment, or anguish. It was as if he was no longer holding a heavy weight in his heart unlike when you first met him. What exactly happened in California that changed him?

“Someone’s awfully silent.” Hanamaki fake-coughed, clearly directing his words to you.

It was probably embarrassing how you had to quickly deny it. “What do you want me to say?”

“Like, I miss you ‘Haji’?” Oikawa mimicked your voice, snickering like the annoying asshole he was. “Like, I love you ‘Haji’ I can’t stop thinking about you for the past year.”

Your cheeks heated up and you refused to see Iwaizumi’s reaction out of pure shame. “Stop it, Tooru.”

The rest of them playfully cleared their throats while you heard Iwaizumi trying to shut them up. You didn’t really expect that he’d talk to you after that at all, “Princess, I’ll take you home.”

Was it the nickname or his mere attention that sent you to euphoria?

“Oooooooh!”

You looked up at him and paid no mind to the teasing remarks. “No, it’s fine...” Being alone with Hajime in an enclosed vehicle might kill you inside and you weren’t prepared for that tonight. Heck, you haven’t even gotten a grip of your feelings since you saw him again for the first time in a year.

“Just get in the car, Y/N!” Oikawa whined, stomping towards you and dragging you inside Iwaizumi’s car despite your cries of protest. You just didn’t want to act childish because between the two of you, Oikawa was the child, so you silently got inside Iwaizumi’s truck just as he started the ignition.

The last thing you’ve heard before he drove off was Becca telling Iwaizumi to bring you home safely.

You’ve been inside his pick-up truck so many times before when you were still together but it was for the first time that you were ever self-conscious around him. He seemed like he was, too, because he didn’t really speak while he was driving with one hand while adjusting the temperature on the other.

It was agonizingly silent and you felt the urge to start the conversation for the sake of it.

“I thought you weren’t coming back,” you spoke inaudibly but he was able to catch it when he looked at you. It was true, just a week ago you were lamenting about the fact that he might never come back and that you should finally give up. But now that he was back, all your plans had gone to waste. “A-Are you just visiting?”

He kept his eyes on the road as he shifted his gear. “Do you want me to stay?”

Yes. Yes, I do.

“I don’t know, I just... I can’t believe you’re back,” you tried to play it off as nothing, “I mean, you probably prefer California.”

He didn’t respond sooner than you expected but he did let out a sigh. “Japan’s still my home,” he answered, taking a quick look at you. “How’ve you been?”

“I’m good... Still an agent. How about you?”

“Good... All good.”

“That’s nice to hear.”

“Is it?”

“...Yeah.” God, the awkwardness was killing you softly.

It was already uncomfortable to be alone with him in a sense that you two didn’t have an actual closure from the time you’ve separated. Now, you two lived different lives and you recalled the fact that he was apparently in a healthy relationship with someone else now.

“Won’t your girlfriend get mad?” you silently asked, “I don’t wanna ‘cause you any trouble if she finds out you took me home.”

Surprisingly, Iwaizumi turned to you with a perplexed face. “What do you mean?”

A bit as befuddled as him, you clarified your statement, “Oikawa said you’re dating someone—”

Hajime quickly sighed in exasperation. “I’m gonna kill him,” he mumbled before looking at the road, halting the car at the red light. “Don’t believe him. He just did it to get a reaction out of you.”

Oh... What the hell?

You hoped that the sigh of relief you had wasn’t as noticeable as you imagined because the beat of your heart started pacing faster. “So you’re single? That’s hard to believe.”

“Didn’t I promise you that night at the tub that I won’t look at any other girl?” he reminded, gripping the steering wheel tight, “Besides, I didn’t have the time to see other people after my dad died.”

While you were screaming inside from his first sentence, you chose to show sympathy for the second. “I’m sorry to hear about your dad. I-I wish I was there for you but...”

“S’okay,” he quickly dismissed, “If you were in my position, you’d have wished he finally took his eternal rest, too. I wanted him to just end his suffering here on Earth. I’ve accepted it.”

You felt for him. You really did, because you were aware of just how much his father meant the world to him. You’ve had your fair share of losing your parent when your mom left the country, but watching one of them leave this world permanently? It must have devastated him. You couldn’t even begin to think how he was able to cope with his loss for the past year, but you admired his strength and mental resilience.

“You know what’s crazy? He actually remembered me during his last few hours,” Iwaizumi opened up after a minute of silence, “He said he was happy to see what a grown man I’ve become and wanted me to keep pursuing whatever made me happy.”

That explained why the overall atmosphere he had just changed remarkably. When you noticed the aura of happiness and contentment that surrounded him, you realized that he was only taking his father’s last words with him.

“He asked me if I had a girlfriend,” he added, resting his head on the headrest, “I told him she’s back home. Then he asked, ‘why didn’t you bring her here?’”

Your heart somersaulted. He didn’t realize how he gave it away that he never really just ‘acted’ being your boyfriend before. His feelings were a hundred percent authentic.

“I’m... sure he’s very proud of you,” you said with a gentle smile.

He returned the gesture back to you for a fleeting moment that left your heart leaping out of your chest. You knew that your love for him was entrenched to the point where even if you haven’t seen him for the past year, nothing had really changed. Loving Iwaizumi was almost visceral, as if he was the other half of your soul that you were destined to meet in your physical form.

Whatever was running in his head, you couldn’t tell. But when he pulled up outside of your apartment complex, you suddenly came into realization that this was exactly how it was with you two on the first night. He drove you to this same apartment in this same car over a year ago. Deja vu was the closest description that you felt out of it.

“You still live here, huh?” he asked, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as soon as you arrived your apartment complex. Hajime was seemingly not wanting to let you go for now.

You responded with a nod, but fell into state of astonishment when your eyes caught sight of the new tattoo on his ring finger.

They were your initials.

“Hajime...” You restrained your vulnerable emotions from showing because your chest burned with an ache that was worth feeling. You wanted no one else in this world but this man and you knew you were two seconds away from tearing up. “Do you... wanna stay for the night?”

Just like the first night. Exactly like the first night when you asked him to come over, not realizing that it would be the start of a relationship that you would never forget in your lifetime.

His adoring eyes were glued to yours, with a heavy breath and a quick glance to your lips, he answered, “Yeah.”

However much you tried to suppress your tears, they naturally came out as soon as you entered your apartment and he was following closely behind. He wasn’t dumb—he knew exactly why you were crying and he was pulling you to his arms for an embrace that the both of you longed to have. The gush of tears that you tried to keep since the moment you saw him again were finally released with the sole realization that the person you loved was now here with you and God, you couldn’t believe that you meant so much to him that he had your initials tattooed on his ring finger.

“Hey, look at me,” he gently spoke, wiping the faint tears from your cheek, “don’t cry.”

You gulped as your chest heaved and he took the opportunity to wrap his arms around you, placing a kiss on your hair to soothe your crying heart. “Haji, I m-missed you,” you sobbed, “so much.”

“I missed you more,” he reassured, moving his lips to press them on your temple. His scent, his hug, his kisses—he felt like home to you. “It’s been a year and I never stopped thinking about you, Y/N.”

His words left even more tears spilling from your eyes while you pulled away to have him press his forehead against you. “You don’t know how happy I am that you’re back.”

“Thank you for waiting for me,” he spoke through his raspy voice that left hints of his own heartbreak. He held you by the waist and stared straight at your lips. You didn’t resist when he cupped your cheek before your lips reunited again after what seemed like an eternity. This kiss couldn’t compare to all the other kisses you’ve had in your twenty seven years on Earth. Only Hajime had the ability to invoke emotions of pure love straight from your soul and solidify it with his own devotion and ardor towards you. He kissed you with overflowing passion that you were instinctively placing your arms around his neck while his mouth moved against yours. The smooching sounds only allowed the both of you to envelope each other’s lips like suction.

“I love you,” he said it first, this time around.

You took deep inhales, glossy eyes locked on his beautiful olive green, “Truth or lie?”

He smiled, “Truth. Always was.”

Before you could break into tears again, you already had him engulfing you for a deeper kiss until you were breathing him in, stumbling backwards, mind running on cloud nine. Kisses of pure passion and longing and a year’s worth of loyalty. The next thing you knew, he was undressing you and you were undressing him.

No one else was more beautiful than Hajime Iwaizumi.

You remembered the very first time you shared an intimate night with him without knowing that the both of you were doing it for your personal gain. That time, no real feelings were involved more than the physicality of it and the satisfaction to fill your carnal desires.

Tonight, no one was acting. No undercover duties. No revenge set in mind. Just two people who wanted to make love and show just how much they missed each other.

Hot tears ran down on the corner of your eyes as you lay underneath Hajime who trailed kisses on your neck. Your hands traveled to his shoulders before you clung to him when he carefully sunk himself into you.

“Mmh...” You bit your lip, restraining your breathing until he gave you kisses with tremendous fervor. “I-I’m sorry for lying to you before.”

He thrusted his member inside your clamped walls as he pressed his chest against your bare ones. “I’m sorry for lying, too,” he whispered against your lips before he entwined your fingers together. “I know you still deserve better than me, but I’ll be selfish and say that I want you for myself.”

“Y-You’re all I want, Haji—” A moan escaped your lips to cut you off your sentence. You’ve had sex with him more than the number of days present in a calendar and yet this was the most emotional intercourse you’ve had out of all of them. “I-I wanna be yours, forever.”

With the reassurance of you dedicating yourself to him, he let out a hum of satisfaction before placing your legs above his shoulders. The position allowed him to go deeper inside your core as curses were released under his breath of being reminded just how much he loved being inside of you.

You had all eyes on him even when you were crying out his name at every penetration that sent you to another dimension.

Whichever dimension it was, you only wanted Hajime by your side.

“Aah... nngh... I’m gonna—” You held your breath to hear the bed squeaks and the squelching noises.

His voice turned an octave deeper when he ordered you to hold it in, “Wait for me.”

You always did, even when you were nearly disintegrating beneath him as he slid in and out at a much faster pace. You could feel his weight on your bosom with every grind of his hips, skin against skin, lips to lips, and soon enough, he released his warm load straight to your womb just as you clenched around his member.

You were scared that you could wake up next morning and realize that this was all just a dream.

“I’m so goddamn in love with you,” he spoke, panting as he collapsed beside you. Your own eyes were glued towards the ceiling before you scooted closer to your man. Your only one.

Your cold, shaky fingers traced the tattoo on his chest while the physical and emotional exhaustion made your eyelids fall heavy. “I’m so grateful that I met you.”

Waking up next to the person you love was one of the happiest things to experience in your lifetime. Iwaizumi’s return felt like such a wonderful dream that could turn out into a nightmare. You immediately looked to his side of the bed as soon as your eyes fluttered open the next morning to make sure that you didn’t just imagine the whole thing last night. He’s real, you sighed of relief. He’s real and he’s chuckling at me right now.

“Morning,” he greeted you with a peck on the lips while you were unknown to the fact that he spent the past thirty minutes staring at your angelic face. “I really sleep well when I’m next to you, princess.”

You cupped his cheek with your palm, “I love you so much.”

“Love you more,” he responded, caressing your hip where his tattoo was engraved on your skin. “We have a lot of making up to do.”

His words made you giggle. Indeed, Hajime was still your Hajime. Just happier and more in love. “How do you feel about knowing I’m not taking birth control since you’ve been away?” you asked, reminding him of how he came inside of you last night.

You only said it as a joke, but the guy barely reacted against it. “Then you’re gonna be a mommy soon.”

Gosh. “Not so soon.”

“We’ll do it again,” he teased, planting kisses on your shoulder, “over and over until we have a mini me.”

“I...” Speechless. “We literally just got back together and you wanna get me pregnant right away.”

The chuckle he let out were music to your ears. It was nice to see how genuinely happy he was and it was all because of you. “Your dad wants a little boy, Intelligence Agent Y/N.” He soon watched how your eyes widened in surprise. “I met with him before I came to the fight club last night. I gave him an answer to his advice.”

“What advice?” you asked in complete bafflement. He sat upright, pulling you up with him before he kissed your hand and you brushed your thumb against the ring finger where your initials were forever inked on his skin. Just like the love he had for you.

“He told me a year ago to decide whether or not I’m still worth your time,” he spilled as you were dumbfounded of being unaware that he had such conversation with your father from last year. “I told him yesterday that I’ll make sure every time you spend with me from here on out will be worth having.”

Your body already tackled him into an embrace before you realized it. You were just grateful for this moment and for God because he allowed you to have someone like Iwaizumi in your life. Every person in this world would have their own soulmate. Luckily for you, you finally found yours and there was nothing else that could take this moment away from you. Not now, not in a million years, not in another version of you from a parallel universe. Today, you were his. Tomorrow and for the rest of your life, you would remain his and his only because he was meant for you and you were meant for him.

“Let’s start again?” he asked, eyes fixed on you.

With a peck on his lips and a heart that was beating at the same rhythm as his, you answered, “Let’s start again.”

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